transit system go!: the sad woodsmen leaves for the new war

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November 02, 2005

the sad woodsmen leaves for the new war

cold night
warm gloves
touch wood
sit down

look past
your eyes
and know
that tonight

you'd wish
this time
could last
past tense

i leave
next morn
felled trees
keep you

'til then.

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