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Upon the path , flows through the forest

I'll walk a ways by river's way

Below the mountains
that run ahead

I've lost all my now
I had to say

(The songbirds do it better ayway)

Yellow butterflies ignite the sky

While a bald eagle gives the ole' eagle eye

The sun clothes me
in threads of finer gold

Not too ostentatious , not too bold

The warmth soothes my bones and heart

Telling the obstinate mumurations to soon depart

The most beautiful color
is sky blue

And the color of love emanating
from the smile of you
JJL 5d
.
Here I am.
At the edge of all that is real.
Taken over by thoughts.
My lips remain sealed.

I could've stayed,
I was dead ayway.
JJ.

— The End —