Piles of music unfolding in sheets of
rhythm. Memories spent tree-lined drives at colleges of envy. Sitting
in the jeep not wanting to go, not wanting to stay. Afraid of another
late night rejection. Need meets fear torn by silence. A long ride
home on roads built for dogs. Children throwing flowers and cookies
in the path of the heroes they'll never know. The famous unknown, an
unknown legend, famed in song, story and fable, passing through the
shadows, never the spotlight. The trees give way to fields of brown
grass, then a lake, then a hill, finally the ocean.
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