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Jul 2017
We stumble up
And up we go
Up this mountain
Iced with snow

We scan the scene
Seek the guru
The learned being
To join the crew

To face our demons
And our fears
Fulfill our dreams
Of purposeful years

Step over threshold
With vacant stare
As we discover
Nobody there

Oh what a scare
Oh what despair
To really think
There's nothing there!

Or maybe we
Just have it wrong
It's not in notes
It's in the song

What makes the soul begin to glisten?
Perhaps another way to listen?
Brother Jimmy
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Brother Jimmy  M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)   
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