Hippy Daze

Hippy Daze

A Poem by Unclouded Eyes
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Friends of the late 60's.

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Blue-white clouds rise from the gasping tongue

Drifting unnoticed above our heads, turned

To watch the sweet goddess passing by

“Wow! She’s hot!”

"Yeah, man. Smokin'!"

© 2013 Unclouded Eyes


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Added on August 28, 2013
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Unclouded Eyes
Unclouded Eyes

Bon Aqua, TN



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Many hats I have worn along the way to this place and before I die I shall wear a few more. Friend of Sunfish the Mage more..

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