i am letting air in until the window closes
feeling all of life's breath, with all its changing poses
want to feel the sensation hear the rustling sounds
do not want to be stale, that's for in the ground
Monday, February 23, 2009
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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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