If
there is
a reaper
for me
My hope
is that
it waits
patiently.
I am
the stubbornness
of the bull's horns.
Sure
you could cut them
but
what the hell for?
If
any
could
escape from the
mud
It
serves
us
not
to fill it with
blood.
Whether
or
not
these hooves
pass
the test
I
will still
know
That
I
gave my best.
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