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My goal for this week
Is to chill
Sit on the porch
Take the pill
That makes the sun
My loving friend
To learn to love this
Woman at the end
Of a rope that's very long
Going down into a blues song
That plays and plays
Through recent daze
Of a cloudy mind
Trying to get back
To clear and fine.

9/20/2014 1100 cj

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