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Nov 2014
Toiling in our herbs and magic
Boiling in our pain and manic
When will we see what's real?
We must first open up to feel
Because all of what's outside of us
Reflects what's inside of us
And we all must
let our feelings permeate our shock shells
because we can drown in our own crafted hell
if we run away from the people and things
that reminds us of where love begins.
Sidney
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Sidney  Minnesota, USA
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