Can’t have one
Without the other, sir.
She is a need,
Food for the hunger
Within,
Me.
Circling around
To the beginning,
Have I learned
Nothing at all?
Ride the stampede
Or die beneath
The hoof.
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Can’t have one
Without the other, sir.
She is a need,
Food for the hunger
Within,
Me.
Circling around
To the beginning,
Have I learned
Nothing at all?
Ride the stampede
Or die beneath
The hoof.
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