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The Love for Country
Its been so long to feel like writing.I used to write all the time and was very good.The many opinions also agreed
This was many years ago.So many years in act,to write reasonably well at this time,seems so very strange
There was a reason to write of love,and the trials of others lives,and how there lives affected my life,as a whole
For the Love Of Country
I drove the tractor trailer,through the many roads of the United States.The North,the South,East and West,All alone
There was of course many traveled roads.There were many loads to deliver some where.There were of course. Women
The cities,and country you would drive through,became your life.It all became a part of you.It was yours.Your love
For the Love of Money
Before driving,it was simple.The life of a new teen,just getting started.There were so many things in life.What was wanted
You could drive a car,or hitch hike all night.You could walk from sundown to sunup.You could do,whatever you felt like
There were many times,you would take flight.You would leave your world,and create a new one.Usually life,was alive
For the Love of Trying
When all things happened,they would occur fast.You would be alone,with others.You could just be alone,at night,walking
the miles would be walked slowly.The traffic,would pass quickly.The road was not safe at night.The quiet,the darkness
Soon the lights of a city,village,or trailer park,would come in sight.The road was lonesome,and tiresome,and loved
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