Food for Thought-Just to Watch Him Die

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I shot a man in Reno
just to watch him die,
or was it his time to go,
the object of my mental torture,
for a train traveling slow,
through the blue canyons,
down the confined slopes,
where the birds gently hum,
come home to Folsom,
your life has begun,
in the four walled cell,
some call hell,
what have you done?

-Richard Bryant

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