brand new radio when i finally came back home that summer the worst storm of the year came in right behind me "he's back, he's back!" she yelled from the steps across the street she told me about her brothers new card tricks and her brand new radio twenty years later i begin to tune in i hear that thunderstorm lightning crackles across jimi hendrix the air smelled like water and the wind blew our tree house down and between the storm warnings and the tornado scare we heard a brand new sound on her brand new radio.Birth sign: Taurus
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