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Beyond the veil of names.
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Pentantekut was the original Chilcotin peoples' name for this lake in north-central British Columbia. A beautiful, isolated place.
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Soft, dry, grey dust, ankle deep, covers my feet.
Stars, in a thick blanket, fill my sight.
Rainbows, after rainfalls, paint my imagination.
Chinoo..
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This pen has a universe trapped within it
there are suns and moons, planets filled with life,
and barren rocks floating in space.
It wants to write..
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We sail an ancient sea, you and I
waters below and abovewithin this ethereal thin
interface of our union
We move a universal rhythm, you and I
the..
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This dream I have relentless
constant companion
insistent and portentous
never to forget
I had prayed for it one day
so what would it be
the pri..
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random thoughts
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a matter of attitude
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a surreal satire
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