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The Plains of San Augustine

Head bowed irreverently with the cold blade resting on my neck.
Quiet time, tow the line, a time and place for everything.
'There is a season,' 'a time to die,'
and the word games end as the clock thunders by, and the rain sears this pain as my streams keep running dry.