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HIGHWAY MOTEL
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COUNTRY POEMS
She said it was her way.
She said, you see, that's the only way it could be.
Out of the home, me, see, she threw.
I'm so alone.
Yes, it's true. I'm so blue.
There's nothing to do.
What am I going to do?
Days go by. It makes me want to cry.
Why
