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Mr. Shackles was so tall.
It made him dodge.
It made him see everything else as an obstacle,
A chance to get hurt.
Soon enough, it became his only way.
That's why he sat on horseback-
Even after Mustangs roared through the streets.
That's why he sat alone in that old cabin.
Choking on cigarettes-
Hissing about how the world was too small for him.