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Poem: Drive Home 


In the smoky wet sunset they come in numbers infinite.
Silhouettes elongated by street lamp, porch light.
Welcome home, welcome home in the near pitch blue,
The world is slate and swirling with night.

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  • A poem titled "Drive Home," by Anna van Laan.

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