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The Wind Blows Outside of Winslow

3-10-2012 Wind blows outside of Winslow I was gone alright ,The sun was down,the moon was full, I was kinda blue just walking down the road, The tiredness completely took my soul, That is how it is every time I walk through Winslow, The valleys deep and the hilltops high, With each step I feel at home,sitting down-sleep won’t be long, Tomorrow I’ll be thinking a different song,with any luck I’ll be long gone, But every year I find myself walking along,on the outside if Winslow .

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