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Jul 2014
Low-Hanging Tree
Part I


To be lying in the ocean in an everlasting dream.
To be crying out for wonder,
All the more in my belief.
I'll be tossing out my gold,
As that of which I've seen.
I'll be setting for adventure,
And I'll leave my narrow stream.
Beleif
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Beleif  Texas
(Texas)   
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   Sjr1000 and Mike Hauser
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