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was listening to strawberry wine just now, played by mr burton, and put pen to paper. . .

Devil may care
Come now, my new ascetic friend. To strawberries and the desert. Up the streams and autumn pathways. Along the banks.
Come now, and leave those ones. To their own candid horrors. And unspoken highways of pain. Mornings will be.
Leave now, my favorite things. To be upset or heartboken. On to greater stories of the fallen. Fistless go on.
Die now, my teasing temper. Die or be woken to live. Life cannot wait for its end to begin. Be on alone.