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Dec 2012
My dream is to to live
Live the life Thoreau told me to
To live among the trees and the leaves and just leave
The entirety of the society that told me I live blindly

Because I see everything
The doc tells me I've got me some twenty-twenty
Nothing goes over my head
Unless my body tells me I've bled
Or it feels like my head is being weighed with solid lead

Tell me I'm crazy or stop me if you've heard this one before
I need to get back in touch with the place that took me in
Had enough of the shtick and the schlep of the evil stores
That try to sell me **** and take me places I've already been
Over and over and over again

Oh dear Earth just take me back home
**** me in and welcome me like the son you know
Show me things that I should've already been shown
Free me up from this rigid Hell into which I've been sewn
And let me know its alright to want this
I've always been one for nature and lovely natural scenery that hasn't been tinkered with my human hands yet. I've also been one to sort of go against societies norms. Not in the "acting out" and protesting sort of way but, in short, I don't think people are meant to be pent up in cubicles and staring at computer screens all day. I think we all, as inhabitants of this planet, owe it to ourselves to get in touch with the natural world around us. I think that's very important.
John
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John  28/M/New York
(28/M/New York)   
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   ---, L Curley and Nicole
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