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Old Cheese Factory at Luster’s Gate

By Blacksburg

It sits up on the hill

And if I’m honest it scares me

But I’ve always been fearful

So ignore me.

 

Sometimes I pass it on my way

home from school, remembering the energy

I longingly leave in springtime,

the smell of fresh growing flowers

Through the car window as I drive past.