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C on the road & the heart is slow & the mind is not clocked the feet are sore & the hands and eyes are quick & to stop the world. on the road & confirms something about yourself confirms something about your mold--some say it's freedom freedom some say & is when you get back home. fights and rights & embassies and fantasies one street towns with stop lights & one stop streets with no towns-- i don't need the patter & i don't need assistance & to review the show...--C i want to keep my pearly whites & i don't want my shirts to keep a fit i want a good steak once in a while & a checkered cab to go once in style-- freedom some say & is when you get back home

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