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Naked as sin, an army
my belly
Some of us blush,
turning to jelly
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I was just a kid
There were a hundred me
I a naked body
A naked followed me
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I was still a kid
When my was lost
In a mobile whorehouse
from the army, free of cost
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Me, I really have liked
A little of tenderness
a word, a smile
An hour of
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Oh, it so tragic
The high heavens did not
But how much of time
I being there at all
Next, next Now I will recall
The brothel truck, the flying
The queer lieutenant who
Our asses as if we were
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I on the wet head
Of my first of gonorrhea
It is his voice
That I forever
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That voice that stinks of
Of and of mud
It is the voice of
It is the thick voice of
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And the each woman
I taken to bed
Seems to in my arms
To whisper my head
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All the naked and the
Should hold each hands
As they watch me at night
In a dream no one
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And when I am not
In a voice grown dry and
I stand on endless lines
Of the and the followed
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One day I'll cut my off
Or burn alive
Anything, I'll do
To get out of line to
Never to be
to be next.