State Of Mind Poem by Bill Kamen
State Of Mind
Long long time ago,
a sacred store appeared,
to greet us with
love beads,
bell bottoms,
and flowing
silhouettes.
Beginning with,
'the gathering
of the tribes, '
and ending with
summer of Love,
the lost generation,
were eight miles high
and not coming down.
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