That smoking habitIf it comes back, it is yours forever
An abusive father
Three near angels
A bottle of Valium
Every city I've ever called home
The sunset on the Savannah River like a battle hymn in 3/4 timeIf it does not come, it wasn't meant to be
The welcome home hug of a little brother
A first kiss in the rain
You, always you
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