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Naked as sin, an army
my belly
Some of us blush,
Knees turning to
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I was still a kid
There were a hundred me
I followed a body
A naked followed me
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I was still a kid
When my was lost
In a mobile army
Gift from the army, free of
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Me, I really have liked
A little touch of
Maybe a word, a
An hour of
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Oh, it wasn't so
The high heavens did not
But how much of time
I being there at all
Next, next Now I always will
The brothel truck, the flying
The queer lieutenant who
Our as if we were fags
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I on the wet head
Of my case of gonorrhea
It is his voice
That I hear
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That voice stinks of whiskey
Of and of mud
It is the of nations
It is the thick of blood
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And since the woman
I taken to bed
Seems to in my arms
To whisper through my
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All the naked and the
Should hold each hands
As watch me scream at night
In a dream no one
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And I am not screaming
In a voice dry and hollow
I on endless naked lines
Of the following and the
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One day cut my legs off
Or burn myself
Anything, do anything
To get out of to survive
to be next
to be next.