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Dec 2012
She dreamed of the Mountains
beyond the historic oceanic driveway,
between the scorching morning sun and back again,
her illusions were rash and reckless in themselves.
Long Beach from the sea
suspected strangers
as tortured scions,
they will un-bridle your Yin-Yang
your mind is all that is left intact,
hands prosaic with lanolin washing
ablute  your American dreams
topaz oreilly
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topaz oreilly  england
(england)   
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   Timothy and Sa Sa Ra
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