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cowboy poetry

lady, your heart has turned to dust
i am the wind that wavers
daughter, thou art come to die
i saw with open eyes
by the rude bridge
rising moon has hid the stars
we were not many
just as my fingers on these keys
the ships are lying in the bay
and with the humming bird
you are clear
now for a brisk and cheerful fight

 



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