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Barbed Wire Fences by Sorez the Scribe
The old man remembers How it used to be Where he came from Who was whom Way back when And yet sometimes The old man forgets Where he is now Who he was and Sometimes even Forgets to eat Yet he does perk up at Sounding throttles thunder But then sorrows Takes over sometimes The old man remembers Things he tried to forget Like his hardcore past Times he wishes It coulda been different His summed up years Of barbed wire fences Summed up sorrows Of an old mans past
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