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Jun 2012
We fill our minds with distant lies
and feign a cultured philosophy
we judge the lives of distant tribes
as we make our own taxonomy

how blessed are we with time to spare
to let our minds wander without a care
Barnabas Smith
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Barnabas Smith  33/M/Longmont, CO
(33/M/Longmont, CO)   
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