benito was fifteen when he went off to college i stayed home and tried to go with his best friend he told me he was gonna cut my neck right across then he read rousseau where did he go master comes to me while i m sleeping gives me hell for my overeating tells me how i should cut my hair you think i am only dreaming but i ve arms of bronze and bone i was born into a loving home and of all the promises that i have made there s one i ll never break write his name on your chest in a fever sing his song to the boats on the river heaven s number is seventy one our work has only just begun with our arms of bronze and bone we will set our shoulders to the stone we will lift it we will bear it til our bodies our bodies break
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