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. together we wont know where to go . / or today those skates bot circa 71, stiffness gone, or never there, all energy propelled bends my ankles I'm winded when I shot: this oval will clear my head give little buds of one good thought / . in the millennium . my aging exaggerated by the fight against it. . sunday: forests for the world Ð ski the lake skirt its edge, clear head to see the conspire: nature - streaked cloud to pure / light no mind to see |