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Look to the woods, I'll be there and my eyes will be on a whirlwind blank canvas. Hours and hours I'm digging the sand of the spirit, the hope of finding a gem, a memory. If I remember correctly, I might agree, but I can not (not) remember now, because the sky is – (it is blue, but it feels like a horrible green). Take my hat clouds, smile for me? I hope someday they will, and can extend in graceful consciousness. Wrap me in a cocoon beautiful, and somehow I feel at home, and I mumble and whisper in a few passages of incoherrency, "I feel confident, so sure." And I welcome. ehhhh, slow night tonight it seems.

I like that, it's beautiful. Is expressive and poetic Now I understand what that means. All this time I was blindly read poetry to date. I love how mtheory, so true.

Paintings 1 by CCArt in Awareness

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