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Aug 2014
SIxty suns to turn around the sky
sixty sleeps to cyle through
sixty nights that Ill ask why
sixty shapes I do not know
Sixty choices my heart choooses
Sixty ,sixty til and then to spend
sixty,sixty, sixty again
until sixes turns to eights
tipped sideways before its too late
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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