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I came to Cincinnati when I was ten with my sister and my daddy and my mama’s best friend We’d left Lafayette on a midnight moon Mama was a waitress, worked till noon. I silently died in the back of the car Sister cried quietly in my arms We hid under covers ‘neath a midnight...

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