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Thaw time Tune:a Change in the Weather

I remember the thaw when I headed South to crawl through Carnegie's tunnels in a Saab that would stall in the mist or the rain Spring, Winter, and Fall-- O I remember the thaw and the chance of a change if I could move what I did from New York's north grid down through the range filled with hard blue coal where I'd run as a foal-- O I remember that thaw and the chance-of a job in a town near the Mon named for the General George Washington who'd surveyed the vast land and survived the deft French and I felt my fists clench on the wheel of that Saab as I drove through each trench in a car that might stall while I attempted to crawl over the P A Turnpike to a job I would like and knew I could do with less snow, ice, and flu and a new car in the Fall one inclined not to stall if the weather turned raw-- O I remember the thaw!

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