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Feb 2014
Written in the stars
I see reflections of community.
There is nothing on this earth
more prized
than true friendship.

Come with us;
Dwell in possibility.
There's food too!
Although maybe leftovers.

Here in he hall of fame,
the job of the artist
is always to deepen the mystery.
It's not what you look at that matters
it's what you see.

Force the gorilla inside of you
to exit
for anyone who tells the truth cynically
is lying.
Autumn
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Autumn  23/F/Michigan
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