It's difficult. It's very tough.-Nick Cave, Easy Money
I said to the man who'd been sleeping rough
To sit within a fragrant breeze
All among the nodding trees
That hang heavy with the stuff
He threw his arms around my neck
He brushed the tear from my cheek
And held my soft white hand
He was an understanding man
He did not even barely hardly speak
Wednesday, December 30, 2020
the man who'd been sleeping rough
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