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In Memphis
In Memphis, where the gypsies come to hide their dead in earth and I too seeking burial for past mistakes learned the blues hoping to hide my sense of misdirection like Elvis there along Madison Avenue two blocks from the … Continue reading
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Tagged awareness, blues, Elvis Presley, Green's Lounge, impersonations, Memphis, personal history
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