We go out in the streets
In broad daylight,
Strolling along fearless, like peacocks in the wind,
There's glory in the sight-
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smoky, reading this one i recognize how similar our convictions are. as examples, if you're interested, see my poems imagine me and he sang (if you haven't already read them) . i think of is 53, taken as a prophecy about jesus, that there was nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. and, indeed, how much does one need to appreciate a sunset. be well, brother. -glen
Sounds like a heckuva lotta fun!