Such a terrible room.
Both
We want the very same thing. We are praying
I am the one to save you
But you do not even own,
Violence Run your own home-away from your beard
is still blue with the loneliness of you mighty men, with your jaws
, and fists, and guitars
and pens, and your sugarlip,
But I've never been to the firepits with you mighty men.
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