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Firewood turned to ash before my eyes The desert is cool Tall Rock night The thorn bush turns to thickets Cold black river water Long haired coyote Covered in sand Vultures circle me Under the moon I hear voices in my head Y la lengua es un fuego en el mundo de maldad
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Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 4:27 PM UTC
Delerium of the Rattlesnake Bite
Firewood turned to ash before my eyes The desert is cool Tall Rock night The thorn bush turns to thickets Cold black river water Long haired coyote Covered in sand Vultures circle me Under the moon I hear voices in my head Y la lengua es un fuego en el mundo de maldad
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Equatorial Guinean
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 4:27 PM UTC
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