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  • Pocatalico, the road serpentine, then Cedar Lakes and Ripley as I wind
    through the hills and valley of my mind.
    My trance is broken by the sign for Ravenswood,
    last chance to turn tail and run, if I could.
    Then Rockport creeps up from the past, Dad’s boyhood home and my trespass.
    That winter’s jail shared with new strangers.
    That summer’s black eye and the looming dangers.
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