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cowboy poetry

once this soft turf
at midnight
since i have felt the sense of death
it was many and many a year ago
i have seen the proudest stars
beside a stricken field
she was a beauty in the days
in new york harbor
uplifting, as the wind blew
all those treasures that lie
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
i love to steal awhile away

 



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