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By Jack Joseph Smith
The Carrage
Your walking down the road, and peaked out of tree
some guy say, " hey are you afraid of me," and you
keep on walking
The carrage comes, and you don’t stop it
You wait
“Hey, are you afraid of me"
You have to listen
“Well, do you want to go?"
It is a part of both
out
The carrage forgot your shodow, went throughs the
medow and the village and turned back against its
last fork
Coming around again it dosen’t dangle
This a coachmen ahead of two high horces
The lingering is not possible
The wonderment of the two “heaves or princes,
whichever they may be, considering opisites,
as well as the same, have their eupeage in the
nut cracked, this page witnessed by an arrow,
objectively of course, as these man déstinctively
bull rack shot themselves, for th catrage had likely
come atound to carry, while that was left with the
coachmen, so civing
was a kind of grazing .
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