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Apparently some souls come to this earth
with a deep love of goats and farming life
in general. Somehow I have become
a part of this mix and I want out now.
The issue is not rural or urban
but about vibes that kill tranquility.
Coffee on a rickety country porch
or a sidewalk umbrella espresso,
either way or in between works for me
as long as there’s no fucking goats to feed.

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