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Your Papa's donkey

don’t ever tell me that

you love me,

I am afraid I will run away like

the donkey you said your papa had when he was a boy

on the farm he lived on somewhere in

southern Argentina

when he was 17 like you.

it was his pride and beauty.

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kelly-zhang

American

Published: Aug 10, 2010
LinesWords: 850

Notes: 8.2.10
hmm, this reminds me of Marsha.

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