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Apr 2013
Sometimes...
the silver and gold

is not worth the salt
running in your own veins

such this salt is so much more precious...

is either side of whiskey bars
or brothel players

worth a single grain thus!!!

If you would not dare look back
why look forward in the first place!!!

I know about jungles out there;

and what we all have be it of heart'
in there/here!!!

So much of above and below;
how 'bout within/without!!!
Like a land of milk and honey good hearts are like sweet cream and then I can take my java black!!!
Just another wake up cup inspired by one good heart heart felt!!!
Sa Sa Ra
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Sa Sa Ra
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