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Breezewood, that Nexus of the east
behind us now,
its everlight finally faded from the sky.
Dimmed roads lead us
back to the land of the American Origin Story,
suffering, starvation
and Virginia palms.
Unexpected, undaunted in this climate;
those hardy trees that managed to survive the transplant
and now the damned things are everywhere.
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Someone Somewhere
My very own ghost story at the battle site of Fredericksburg, VA, where we were followed by a mysterious pipe smoke smell lingering near the memorial on Hanover Street, with no one around smoking a pipe; i read later than Martha Stephens was a scandalous character whose house still stands by the memorial, who was known for smoking a pipe.