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Disclaimer:

THIS IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL


Best read slowly to the soothing sounds of Burma Road by Greg Adams

Read the note above. Entirely fictional. Greg Adams' "Hiden Agenda" album cover and "Burma Road" is my inspiration for this writing.


Burma Road

Half-smoked cigarette on the street
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   |     [.]--[.]-|     | [  ]  [  ] |
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 o o |   /   / \   \    | [  ]  [  ] |
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Both potential and waste at my feet

~~~ ~~~~ ~~~
The cold chill of Chicago wind over my bald head
~~~ ~~~~ ~~~ 
Mind processing the gravity of what I've read

   In my life...

            [. ]-[. ] 
             ~~ \ ~~        
                _
        
                    Life of business and crime 

Reputations
    Profits
        The lies and the truth
                                       
                                 ___________
                                 bottom line


    And just for a moment --
                          -- just a moment















I think of my son in Minneapolis.












He doesn't know who I am
    He might be my son, were he only my friend


I think of the photo of him in my wallet,
And how I said I would take time to call him.

It was just yesterday when I planned that
                    three years ago
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                       /   -------     \
                       |---[. ]--[. ]--|
                       |        \      |
                       |    -----      |
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~ ~ ~
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     ~#===




Another 

        \   /
          O
        /   \

                day.

                              Another Dollar
                                 ______
                                |  {}  |
                                 ------

Bridges   
        \____/ 
                 burned.
    
                                + + + + 
                            + money earned +
                                 + + + 



My heart yearns... As fleeting as the ember burns 

Lesson?

        Not learned.








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