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Feb 2012
He held on all night.
The crystal was attached by a string
which his guides attached to a rope
held by his higher self.

In the morning he killed another dinosaur.
He ate its carcass raw.
Meditating in the crystal star light
he dreamed about the days when language
would describe his existence to children.

Far in the future they will know of us.
Children will be fed stories and know
the lizards are among them still.
The children's books will be of great importance.
Look to them for solutions from the grave.
Dinosaurs in the Flowers
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