i lose me in the music
to run from all the hurt
i lose me in the liquid
with whose dangers i
sometimes flirt
i lose me in each chorus
each note, each harmony
i lose me in an empty glass
from myself i want to flee
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
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