I am the Journey Man
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Incidentally I am the Journey Man
Cooperatively trumpeting along
Passing gray houses and small minded people
Blowing out colors painting the street bright tints.
I am the oil runny and sharp smelling new
Reflecting colors of the rainbow in me
Decorating every street with my stain
I know I am a greasy beautiful thing.
poem by Incidental Music
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