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Of Mice and Mills

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Of Mice and Men-Mills David J Walker And Speaking of Steinbeck The Jobe family could have Lived here or there Pointing to the bones of Clapboard farmhouses on Their last legs In some places they could have plowed for 50 years and still harvested nothing but white rocks those who say they remember really don’t want to recall Windmills unable to Pump enough water To make any difference Such ghostly places In plane sight dot the farm fields down old market roads of West Texas where the wind Still blows Refusing to stop

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