Purple's Platitudes

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Six Mile

06 August 2013

Six Mile

 

there at the end of Six Mile Road,

in whispered communion with the creek,

all I hold onto I can finally let go,

there at the end of Six Mile Road.

Just far enough, to listen and know

this quiet solitude’s all I need,

there at the end of Six Mile Road,

in whispered communion with the creek.

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