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Mar 2017
Once he
      held it
         he knew,
            he just knew

he was going
   to the top,
      of that  there is no doubt

from the time
    he started
       his mojo working

he was walking, talking
      all about...

that time
   when he was
             reading tea leaves

he  
was  
     voodooing ,

          just  using
             his   imagination


he travelled far,
          that train whistle blowin'
              sowing the seeds he was sowing.

then, while listening to bob dylan
      he had what they call, an epiphany

he started growing mushrooms
                    to see what he could see

when the results came back
                  
       he said his epitaph
                 just has to read

   'Down Through The Years
The Lord Has Been Good To Me'
littlebigheart
Irving MacPherson
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