THE MAGIC OF SUNSETS

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JOURNAL #9

there's a fire upon the mountain

there's a river running along side the traveled trail

If you'd put your love in me

off together I know we could sail

down by the sunny willow graveled road

with nothing but a ruck sack to carry

the day journey's loud

into the fountain of pandered wishes

in hopes that our dearest prayers

would board passages to the sweet summer sky

for the mutual adventure of a life time

but not unless we are traveling as one

and off into tomorrow we would pick up pace

and vibrantly run...............

(written March 23, 1993 am)

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