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It took a ten point turn with a trailer to get here But after ringing roses around each other Around and around the bends of the bush The reasons why were made so clearly When we were to make new home Our shaded shelter to save us scorching And within walking reach of tide And so we commence a life sublime Home upon wheels erects so shortly And the best help I can give Is to sit here and enjoy myself Tough life felt as freedom repeats in my ears My bush family treating them to their sublime sounds Though denying my withdrawal we do Ron Ronnie And so I punish my lungs But please myself With beverage we watch the waves curling And the sun sinking Reclined on a hot stone seat Simply living out life's treats Then suddenly Sara felt the southernly And so wine tasting moved back home Where divine racks so generously shared And we talk allsorts until the stars are shown Next day spent content in my own aura Deciding where best to be idol As there's no effort in anything here Later hearts are opened upon the rocks Whilst we fathom full year risen But with no known destination A wondering quarry of confusion But not now to disturb us greatly For now we are too content to much care ​
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 5:21 PM UTC
Bush Family
It took a ten point turn with a trailer to get here But after ringing roses around each other Around and around the bends of the bush The reasons why were made so clearly When we were to make new home Our shaded shelter to save us scorching And within walking reach of tide And so we commence a life sublime Home upon wheels erects so shortly And the best help I can give Is to sit here and enjoy myself Tough life felt as freedom repeats in my ears My bush family treating them to their sublime sounds Though denying my withdrawal we do Ron Ronnie And so I punish my lungs But please myself With beverage we watch the waves curling And the sun sinking Reclined on a hot stone seat Simply living out life's treats Then suddenly Sara felt the southernly And so wine tasting moved back home Where divine racks so generously shared And we talk allsorts until the stars are shown Next day spent content in my own aura Deciding where best to be idol As there's no effort in anything here Later hearts are opened upon the rocks Whilst we fathom full year risen But with no known destination A wondering quarry of confusion But not now to disturb us greatly For now we are too content to much care ​
Black Point, WA, Australia. January 2014
macstoire
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 5:21 PM UTC
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