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I want to scream
I want to dance and learn to play the guitar just to sit back and write sharing my poems with the wind Give me nothing for I have it all it was given unto me my inheritance by birth before falling here on Earth Drinking wine playing music day and night writing poetry under the desert sun in Santa Fe no one asks where you're from you are always home I am the secret of life coming to you late at night in your dreams in a song you will see me in a flower by the road mprosopon@gmail.com
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