Tuesday, January 28, 2014

I Don'T Want To Be Rich… Rudiments Of A Killing Floor. Semblance Of A Dream. Comments

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The cold wind floats in war cries of past tribes.
The spirits of these plains inhabit the prairie fires.
When I enter one of those places, you know gambling houses?
people often ask me howling how I made out,
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