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51 VI | A Different World Album for Michael Quinney And here the young folks drink to your health, to the rich textures of their clothes, sun dress whiter than innocence ever was, sky blue Gant wearing its wrinkles like all night train rides you still tell of when the scotch goes off behind the eyes and you’re fifteen again, cold and happy, shaken in coach seats that will never smell so good again, never take you back to porchlight gold as late sunlight on a lawn where you smile for the camera as if it were a mother who’s just said O sweet boy, you’re home! and smoothes from your cheek the lines left by the hard sleep. ...

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