Abstract

> The Legend is writhing, > > wavering, flicking. > > Still singing the mankind. > > Inside. > > Where Huntington is just a place in Long Island. > > And his spirit travels the landscapes > > of Dust Bowl America, > > with hobos and tramps and bums, > > hoping machines with clear > > or no

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