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so. jersey
Jack Henry
long empty roads across
green fields, dense forests
filled with old homes
that sit silent at
the edge of a road
bounce along flowing w/
traffic, mosquitoes slam
against windshields
endless cigarettes kill
time
perfect serenity at each
mile marker i pass
almost forgetting foreclosed
homes, boarded up businesses
and people laughing through
pain
bars fill w/locals, welcome
me like heaven, just like my home
we fight misery one mile
marker at a time