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Nov 2012
There we all were spouting drifts of nonsense.
We each had an equal share of reality.
I proclaimed I loved the whole thing and everyone in it.
May not have been the right time.

Now we all sit and gaunter about.
We live in our own flesh of time.
Recognizing the mantra of mentality.

I’ll always remember the night with them,
They seeked a natural forum,
The one that I also sought,
In one blaze of night and early morning,
True events took place.

I hope they all remember,
How wondrous and true that moment was,
The ramblings on the wall,
Standing and sitting around in great suspense,
Never wanting the end to come.

It was set on a kaolin foundation,
I felt we rose our spirits on the silky earth.
Wack Tastic
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