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Sep 9
well, i went out hunting
for this one-eyed buck.
i didn't have faith
i was down on my luck.
biding for that old man,
who promised me love.
i cried out to the angels,
hiding above.
god it kept raining,
i was singing them blues.
heaven only knows,
i'm still waiting for you.
guess i'll keep searching,
running amuck.
will i ever find you?
my one-eyed buck?
Max Vale
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Max Vale  M/Somewhere
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