COYOTE BLOOD
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Dancing in Broken Circles with a Roaring Fountain of Blood Where My Head Should Be
I am a chicken,
a scaredy cat.
The new year is here,
and there will be many more new years.
But the fears are the same,
with a few new ones.
There is not much to do,
just continue living.
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