The Field

THE BEER
THE DOGS
THE BEER
THE DOGS
THE BEER
THE DOGS

Every day a wilderness
Crickets scream
In gleaming, drenched grain
The dogs are out, no harnesses

THE BAD BOY
THE GOOD BOY
THE BAD BOY
THE GOOD BOY
THE BAD BOY
THE GOOD BOY

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