Turmoil
By Richard L. Provencher
Mon, 09 Nov 2020
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Gotta find my way
walking to the hills
gotta leave my apartment
none too soon.
Just get – get out of the
city where trouble is King
and roses ain’t there
anymore.
Got to find a place
in the country
where peace resides
& find a few flowers.
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