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The Drifter
A drifter came in to town one day, Looking for a place to stay. He got a room and payed a week, To find a job ,he walked the streets. Not wanting some thing that would last, For him it would be like walking on thin glass. He looked for something for a week or two, To buy some clothes and a new pair of shoes. His money was starting to run very low, Without money he had no where to go. He got a job at a gas stop, It dident pay much , but enough to shop. He bought new shoes and a matching sweather, For it was getting cold and staying warm is better. He met a friend along the way, But made it clear he couldent stay. She wanted him to settle down, But he told her he has no roots in any town. She beged and pleaded for him to stay, But he knew he was leaving at the end of the day. He thanked the gas stop for the job, Said his good buys to his other friend Bob. Gathered his nap sack and out the door, Headed down the road to be seen no more. After a few rides ,another town comes in site, He said thanks for the ride , its just turning night. Booked into a hotel for another week, It was just a place to rest his feet. Such is the life and its lonely i know, But to a Drifter , its the only way to go.
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