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Sep 2016
Lunar times, seasons pass,
my mind seems lost in a fog of time,
with the pull of the moon on my mind,
leaves me searching for I know not what,
like I have found a black hole within my mind.
Willard Wells
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Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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