figure this thin
let nothing else in
tired long days
spent in fin
fin del sol
of the jack of all trades
cowboy this way
the west road
is now silent and cold
musty and mold
fog sitting untold
sadness and tears unfold
my best friend its been
no anger bin frin
wicked holding it in
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