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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.