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Sep 2016
I was running ..
running... thinking... letting my mind take a trip.
running looking upward.
Smelling the smells of life.

The borders in my mind fell.
The stars of the night poured down my throat in gallons.

What a beautiful world.
A beautiful night.

Simple pain.
Simple beauty.

The raw colors of the world.
The smell of the energy around us.
The warmth of a calm soul.
My boys smile...
My mothers love.

Life IS...

The stars of the night pour down my throat in gallons.
I can not get full.

The joy and life in people.
The evil in some poor soul.

Its all very colorful.
I listen to theΒ Β music of it all.

I ran round and round.
Round and Round.

Thinking ,
People are ugly, invisible and colorful.
How incredible.

The stars of the night pour down my throat in gallons.
I can not get full.
KA
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KA  USA
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