.Sometimes, I sit down with
Two glasses of rhum,
To count money I've earned
That adds up to a crumb
And fall out on a field,
Feel tired and gone,
Feeling the earth in a storm,
It still keeps me warm and I -
Inhale sweet air but won't
Breath it at all
And dead c.
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