… because I’m no poet.

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A certain slant of light sparks ghosts along the bayou. The Supergirls wonder where the truth lies. A good and happy child, Buddy Cooper finds a way above the Faeries’ Oracle.  So much pretty on the road sparks a more perfect union.

Gimme a kiss, son. Ghosts along the bayou linger above. You got nothing coming on the road. Linger where the truth lies.

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