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Along time ago,
in a faraway land,
lived a human shell,
who once was a man.

The man,
a hunter by skills,
would peruse the villages,
and nearby foothills.

His search for redaction,
would make him try,
was to find a place,
where a Dragon would cry.

The tears of a Dragon,
when said and done,
were more special,
than liquid Sun.

He searched over and over,
oh, for so many years,
for he needed salvation,
using the Dragon tears.

Tears of a Dragon,
are magical to see,
for you will be happy,
unlike the loneliest He.

Aging process,
youth to maturity.
What a process,
we traverse in Life.

My love for another,
exactly like you,
is appealing to my mind,
but I know it won't do,

for there weren't any others,
of this I'm sure,
who will love me,
like you, a love so pure.

Memories, of early days,
early morning on the Tolt.
by Carnation.

What a day it was
back when we were young.
Trying to make a living,
every day in the Sun.

Do you remember when
we made a dollar a day?
My first job was pulling
weeds, $.10 an hour.

A year later working on
a stationery hay baler,
I made up to $35. a day,
if we were baling Alfalfa.

Good memories of long
ago times, when you worked
hard for one thin dime.
Tell me your story, please.

A wobbling Sun.
What does it mean?
Prescriptions, making me dizzy,
must be here, at the scene.

A lament,
a series of stories and songs,
which must all vary,
as life moves along.

What is the reason,
to have content this long,
as the dying of culture,
or the birth of a song.

I long to see you,
hearing your sweet voice,
though it wouldn't be real,
I could still rejoice.

I want to run away,
to scurry and hide,
unless I can find another,
to be by my side.

Is that worrisome to me,
as I sit here and write,
or just a symptom of
my grief and respite?

Writing words,
do not have to be hard.
Simple placement, is like
playing in your back yard.

When the Angel of Death,
flies out to the Sea,
is she looking for someone?
Is she looking for thee?

Live life to the fullest,
live as long as you can,
for when life is over,
you will then understand.

Fly to the river.
Fly to the Moon.
You'll look forever,
we'll see each other, soon.

Strange words,
at a strange time
in this strange life,
of my strange mind.