Saturday, June 1, 2019

Tumbleweed Comments

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I walked amongst the young last night. Like dry tumbleweed blowing across a thick green lawn.Young firm bodies touched and played as I watched with my cepia glasses on.

Rich sweet music rose up from where they were. Young sweet voices raised in harmonious youth. As I cross-faded in and out of visions of my own from once upon a time
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