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my feet are Swiss cheese
self inflicted bullet wounds
but I'm still standing
under the night stars
scent of ohia burning
coqui and crickets
you will be my heart
as I plod along my mind
looking for reason
wake up the sun shines
we are here to be alive
wake up to the sun
making the charcoal
a hoe mixing steam and smoke
barefoot in the night
energy conscious
so much to do in the dream
and so little time
amusing ourselves
the lost children of the sun
fantasy has won
spectral do si do
the villain makes the hero
greater in triumph
to live is to want
beacon current with desire
find your hearts riches
three feet from the gold
the craven choose apathy
as their currency
sycamore glowing
a january sunset
reflecting loves light
from wild animals
to savage barbarians
to well trained house pets
gazing at water
it's curious energy
flowing down, down, down
don't give into hate
or time will not heal your wounds
and you'll stop growing
California
lost angels go there to die
a sign of the times.
check your learned pretense
and occupy the moment
that's where true self lives
dreams are in your heart
you''ll know them when you feel them
feel to remember
today is your day
so get up and run with it
meet the opportune
float universal
the path of least resistance
your true destiny
it's a time to smile
the sun provides for our needs
take heart and take heed