field of dreams
aggression builds from the stress of surviving day by day protecting what space is mine and jousting with antennae helmeted ne’er-do-wells who want to steal my girl numb to the idea my days are...
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we worked the fields wielding sickles and scattered thoughts of one day crossing the border into worlds before unseen we step and sway and cut and sing in praise as women and children transform the...
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