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Feb 2016
In September some years ago
I drove through Wyoming
Chasing the sun to California

I stopped over in Cheyenne
Breathing in her energies
The sign was 4 large crows

I had been there in oil painted
With one uniquely like me
While the messengers arose

And in the winter time letters
As awareness to the soul ID
Ascends to its peak

From one time traveler
To another I wrote,
β€œAnd one day we will meet in Cheyenne”
Dawn King
Written by
Dawn King  Loma Rica, CA
(Loma Rica, CA)   
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