.I remember the dry grass of Nebraska, grey to distant blue
I stopped on hills like slumping shoulders; car cooling, I took off my shoes
I drove out west with my sister â she talks more than I do
When she fell silent, still Iâd miss her>
The sound of the wind coming through
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