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Warm to the touch, cold to the eyesSpeak to me such grey, earthen liesEndlessly row down drought-stricken seaWhere can you go? There's no place to beI led a beast with no nameHe promised me I'd have his fameHad I known, I'd never have comeNow I'm torn between the lead and the gunSafe to the tongue, fearful insideHe found a young man by his sideWhen asked why he'd come, he spoke not a wordBut lay on his side, and lost all he'd learned
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