Stories carved in to the streets, into the pavement where we
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Scraped our knees they've worn down.
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Worn down like a dim lit flame we used to burn so brightly.
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We're covered under winter's snow silenced with the landscape.
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We sit and wait to thaw.
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I still remember those day' jets flew right over our heads.
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The air above consumed with scorching lights.
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Our eyes shot into the endless night sky.
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We listened to the ocean's waves crash along the shore.
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So tonight I'm sleeping out on the ground. Blanket the dirt over me.
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We're all waiting out this raging storm, so leave me.
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We listened to the ocean waves crash along the shore.
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They crashed along the shore.
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Waterways In New England
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