My heart is troubled today
My friends
I often think of the debauchery
I caused my loved ones
Past and present
And wish to make amends
I want to travel far beyond Emersons sunsets
And Dorothys' rainbow she dreamed of
In the land of OZ
I hope to follow that lonesome dove
And sail beyond the Leps pot o' gold
I wish to go there
Live there
Endlessly
Deliberately
In peace
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