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It's not the end! Forget what I said fucking
letter says, I'm not over. I'm not crossing
oceans for them. It's not defense and I let the
business of making new Soldiers over our making
promises. Well tell them I was only joking when I
all those things I swore I at the time, either
joking or lying. So better the stateside brave
the great desert divide, The ride over I was
growing wings and better the road ahead than
the cheap of me stretched out dead. What's to
think over? Just your fucking things. They'll be
no statewide searches for some AWOL stateside kid
me. I swear it'll just be a few weeks of hotel
and food, or face the new american exchange of
one rifle for every I'll lose. Listen! I've been
we'll take all we've got and i can dodge the
draft and you can quit your job. and we'll make
fuckers catch me if they want me. They'll me a
after all. So better the stateside than brave
the great desert divide . sound the sirens for a
drive. better the in for weeks than the days away
in the desert streets, so the psalms of retreat