West Virginia

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The Bible says there will be streets of gold I imagine some reds and oranges will be there too   This crisp air takes me there Each breath fresher than the one before  
My heart beats faster than my mind  Which is running somewhere else other than here It escapes to my home in West Virginia which is a thousand mile away from here  
It smells like coal my mother says "Reminds me of my childhood," she says Reminds her of family reunions Ashland, KY formerly a place of gathering (It is now a ghost-town living up to its name)
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