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My Old Friend

11-7-2012 My Old Friend


It was a Thursday Evening,when I first heard you come on the radio,


To my surprise you were all alone,like talking to you on the phone,


Your words were mellow, but a harsh voice followed,


You were taking your dreams to the top.


Out on the road,your feeling yet to be told,


Where you are now is where you wanted to go,


On the road, listening to your radio,


Free as the breeze,fading in the rain.

In: English Poem Posted By: Date: Nov 7, 2012

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