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Eldorado dos Carajas

The doors made of strong wood
To out last even the last stand
Between billy the kid of those last battles
Over a land
Riddled with secrets
Wood battered with wind, striped grey, and splinters
the soft young hands of children
A red ball and a stick
They played with spiders that ran up and down
The leaves, instead of the puppy dogs
That ran wild in the hills and turned
Savage and forgot
To trust an out stretched hand
Suspicious, of those sweet treats.

The smell just before a storm
The air pregnant and expecting
Some say the dead walk among us
In that moment before the clouds break open
And rain, blessed rain, washes the world clean.

Eldorado dos Carajas

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Joined January 2009

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