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Amelia

June 14, 2020June 13, 2020 ~ susie

I was driving across the burning desert
When I spotted six jet planes
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It was the hexagram of the heavens
It was the strings of my guitar
Amelia, it was just a false alarm.

Joni Mitchell:

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