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I Can See Ohio
Nothing comes from nothing, yet something always does; you can smell the future coming long before the buzz, sitting on the front porch listening to the rain as the winter fades away and summer comes again. I can’t speak for … Continue reading
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Tagged childhood, dreams, industrialization, Michigan, Ohio, sentimentality
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