Go.

I’m not a god, just a dog

And I don’t even love myself

Well, I do now

Sure didn’t a breath ago.

I’ll let it go, and take another to the chest

A breath, a god reversed, a dog is but a vessel

 

Don’t wrestle. This life’s a passenger vehicle

When the last weed is pulled, hands off the wheel

Crash in this field with me

I hear the stars – they have no end

Pardon this next expression

But a dog is man’s best friend

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