just an old southern
mill village.... cotton mills
on one side of the road,
furniture factories on the other.
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Really like this. Its like the estate i live on. Most of it has been demolished now. All the bars closed. All so they can make Money selling the land off. I invite you To read my new poem called, astral plane.
Eric my friend, this one is truly a little jewel. I just feel the haunting loneliness and the shadow memories that you paint here. I beleive no one could ever tell it better. Your hit the nail square center with this one brother.... Way to go. Jim Troy