IN THE BUNKHOUSE WITH RED STEAGALL
Jul 21, 2020
2 minutes
Somewhere West Of Wall Street
I’m not at home on city streets. They don’t appeal to me. In the heart of God’s cathedral Is where I want to be.
So I take the outside circle When the stars are growing dim. See the morning light place shadows All along the canyon rim.
I feel
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