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Tina Carey

alive

i dont live around here.....

i live far away where the sun and the stars kiss.      i live in the twist of the milkway.

where the trees merge with the earth to find there worth.          i live in bumbles and silents that speaks.        i live in forgotten water creeks on top of ountain peaks that only the mischievous seek.     i live in black caterpillars that turn into pink butterfiles that light up the california sky, where the wild things come alive.

i live.

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