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The Traveller.

November 15, 2013
By hemingways_daughter DIAMOND, London, Other
hemingways_daughter DIAMOND, London, Other
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Favorite Quote:
'Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.'
― Virginia Woolf, 'A Room of One's Own'

O garish neon highway motel sign!
How dost thou mock the lonely and pursued.
Deceitful claims of joys within are thine;
A blazing warm pretense from roadsides viewed.

For those who soccour seek or comfort lack,
A summon, "Come and join us - just two nights!"
Yes, tarmac-weary eyes do have a knack
For caring not which standards a room slights.

A traveller has dropped in from the West;
The price paid for the freedom he holds dear
Is spending what's an outlaw's night at best
In dumps like this so many times a year.

The morning's hurried toast, a last goodbye-
A place no one remembers once they fly.

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