harder times
walden freeman
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i want to write a book
about doors
that lead to hallways
that lead to our rooms
where we talked on phones
all night and wrote each other those notes
but i'd sweat silver bullets
that automatically oxidize
and rust before hitting the ground
and rendered useless
the book's cover would be harder
than my arteries
about doors
that lead to hallways
that lead to our rooms
where we talked on phones
all night and wrote each other those notes
but i'd sweat silver bullets
that automatically oxidize
and rust before hitting the ground
and rendered useless
the book's cover would be harder
than my arteries
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this i like
very nice use of words
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce