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I'm a wild child inside walls I built for myselfwith other peoples' idealsTied with kite stringTied with red threadFilled with candy scentsLately I ha..
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The world weighs heavyaround here tonight.People died, again.And good people rageand despair in the dark.Where is God?What will become of us?No answer..
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sun baked pine buzzing its resinous heat
that day in Spain
lost in the piñon grove
needles sticking to my bare feet
and sand
an..
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A cold, fat drop slides down my cheek.
A tear that has been crying for a lifetime of trees,
for an epoch of men.
Sudden breaking.
Hammer..
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Once, when I was young,a woman read my futurein the lines upon my palm.She saw love and strong,the woman told me, "Darlingyou'll marry a man you love...
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Floating in the arms of the seaI think of nothing,Not even you, whom my heart loves.Here, where no one needs me,Nothing lays its claimat the foot of m..
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Touch melike waves caressing shorelinelike salty water lapping weeds.Flow over mearound meinto meinevitably.Apart then togethertogether then apart,in ..
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You ground meYou hold the string of my kiteI strain against your pullI ache to fly awayinto the stormraging black and beautifulshot through with golda..
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I am so in love with youI wrap the idea of you around melike the folds of a hand-me-down coatThe one you gave meFoolishly letting my mindsteep in thou..
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