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flying the time went by in my mind with a cheap bottle of wine this all seemed somehow familiar to the one and his daughter whose thirst quenched by water just thinking she oughta lead him to slaughter for his life must be shorter than hers and whats worse is the hurt that hurts worst that flowed through her girth like windless rain thunder missing whats right gone asunder to trap all entwined her fate became mine and I was left on my knees never heard myself say please before her with her ways stringing me through days of endless lust wonder how I wanted to plunder her for her mind and body but left not for dead the old images in his head shook off from the plains it was just such a strain to find himself more than she with her flaws but yet hope still remained and now the suns daze has led her to him she cant help but grin at him and his smile for it was worth all the miles of endless footprints in sand all but none sink from knee deep sun dried mud and hence filled with blood like grapes from a vine his love was divine not like gods and his sons but earthly warm and glum