Care to take a guess at how many people you now bring down your spiral toward the center of knowing and remembering the distance and fog we bellowed through with aches and pain tasting bitter to the flavor of our desperate and various song we were writing. Down we go up and up we walk the path of flowers and beauty taking all the time and space to make up for the sadness we graciously brought toward the sanction from our hills to our ocean blue revelation growing new and forever seeds that grow as the wind kisses and hugs the everlasting movements of eternal joy living today yesterday and in the shallow calls of our local friends who forget how the emotions take its taxes and lives again the birth of its purpose.
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