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Lone Cebador         Gaucho child With weary boots of leather Weary shirt, indian feather He sat on pampa grass, Beside the cracking fire and the desert mass      With his thoughts wandering Wild eyes gazing into the      evening sky A bird of prey - thru the air he flew The Lone Cebador with nothing but his thoughts, and his sacred brew
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Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
The Lone Cebador
Lone Cebador         Gaucho child With weary boots of leather Weary shirt, indian feather He sat on pampa grass, Beside the cracking fire and the desert mass      With his thoughts wandering Wild eyes gazing into the      evening sky A bird of prey - thru the air he flew The Lone Cebador with nothing but his thoughts, and his sacred brew
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Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
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