We breathed heavy for days,
down miles of uneven road.
Though we begged for change,
to little was given- too late
and we ended up riding the backs
of westbound horses
in the search of an eternal buzz.
down miles of uneven road.
Though we begged for change,
to little was given- too late
and we ended up riding the backs
of westbound horses
in the search of an eternal buzz.
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