There’s no chance in hell this will ever work out. I muttered to myself, while heading down south. Hit the Rocky Mountains in a daze. Gloomy gray nighttime haze. Driving through Atlanta, half crazed. Headlights on high beam, all because of an unanswered dream. ….
Chasing it…….forever it seems….
Escape Reality 
4 responses to “Southern dilemma”
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I never heard this. Love it. Got that beat. Thanks Nancy….
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It just sort of clicked. Most welcome, Dylan.
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It was perfect Nancy…..
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