Jenny Farmer

(Mineral Bluff, Georgia, USA)


In the "House of the Pure" I long to dwell.
Visions have fortold my peace of mind is mine to keep.
For it's the restful sleep, now put upon me, forever mine at last!
Only way I have ever longed for my life to be.
Now one certain night, a vision appeared Jim
Upon a sandy brown white masked horse.
My friend came galloping straight toward me,
His hand held out-softly touched me.
Inviting me to fly out of this world;

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