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Oct 2015
My dreams are a vacation that I often take.
No planes. Luggage, or schedules to keep.
Blessed are the astral planes I travel along with every destination that I stake.
A marker on beautiful scenes on a map in a world I carefully create.
The people I know in my life are always there to meet me...
As my soul whisks them away with me.. On one adventure that is great..
For no boundries , no enemies, and no troubles are there.
In wonderland, Alice can chase me, the white hare.
Kevin Michael Kappler
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Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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