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cowboy poetry

pushing out, struggling vainly
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
up to her chamber window
out of me unworthy and unknown
the darkness rolls upward
city that is not a city
in may
i despise my friends more than you
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
as i lie roofed in, screened in

 



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