Don't want to be a part of this tragdey. No more of this for thee. Can see it all tearing coming down. I won't be going round. Will have to disappear head elswhere. What place to go get the fare. Time to make a new destimy. The eye opening bold opportunity. Wish to look greatly foward to. This courageous venture of the new. This land is sunny and quite vast. Full of green grass and not a past. High hills and large forest mountains. Fresh air and water flows like fountains. Beautiful tall trees filled of many leaves. The road cures swiftly and weaves. Here i am on the motherland. Looking at a canyon deep and grand. Wondering about what was here before. Questioning if there is any more. unfinished
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-04-09 02:56:45
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