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Posted: July 10th, 2011, 12:32 pm
There must be the blue forever
I cannot see that bird in the sky
There must be a wire to alight upon
I cannot see the fish golden orange
There must be black water
I cannot see the fish golden orange
There must be land around the black water
I cannot see the shady oak
There must be hidden roots
I cannot see the shady oak
There must me dark soil
It is all empty of self made self..............
