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by sooZen » April 23rd, 2005, 9:30 am
a hola mandala...
hola kurt...hello and good morning
something about Georgia is on my mind (bad pun)
she has always spoken to me
her and Annie Oakley
Living out in the desert
alone
with a young companion
walking spaces
gathering rocks and bones
where the sky is forever
the earth ancient
garlic in her garden
no fences
I dream I lived her life
I left New York
I left Stieg
he thought I was beautiful
but the sands were more so
I painted the sky through skulls
and live like a monk
simply
beautiful
Freedom's just another word...
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