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I used to work at a crises center .I wrote this as a kind of personal prayer

watching the windblow clover in a clover field

true story about lost friendship and love

about intertwined feet

Horses playing in field

written while drunk years ago

Love is is greatest paradox of all,you have to give it away to keep it,and cynicism will make you stingy

musing

I have looked for kindred spirits my whole life

vowels of love, we ,our, us , home ,time , universal poem on love