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"Out here on the perimeter there are no stars,
Out here we is stoned - immaculate." - Jim Morrison
Monday, March 8, 2010
Whiffs of home, rain my cloudy days anew,
the tambourine sings of a beat of her own.
Flashing lights in bright shades on the seas,
I wait it to come down to, a changed life and the sky bright blue.
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