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there is no place for me

as far as the eye can see

i thought i could go south

but that was all mouth



i will have to learn to live from the land

bury my remains in the sand

all i have is the promice of a wife

but why would i put her through that life



i dont know what to do

with wholes i put in my shoe

i feel myself beginning to sink

in and out now  consiouness begins to blink



i just wish i had somewhereb to go

and with this i will never know