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Some days Looking at urban wild I have strange recollections Of being a tall goat Of finding the tender sweetness of a fresh leaf And then finding the leftovers in the garbage pile I feel alive And ancient
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Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 4:35 AM UTC
Being a goat
Some days Looking at urban wild I have strange recollections Of being a tall goat Of finding the tender sweetness of a fresh leaf And then finding the leftovers in the garbage pile I feel alive And ancient
Juttu
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M/India
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 4:35 AM UTC
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