THE SECOND HALF

Squinting in the magic hour
Through bulldozer dust
Working man blues
But nothing blue about it
Good to be alive
Wondering about a sun
I can never fully behold
Recall green grass smells
That could only mean summer
Think about a cup of coffee
I want but don't need
The story of my life
And looking forward
To the rest

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For SLY-C

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