I. Lost Travels II. Confession (The Undone)
I wrote this the first time in 1996, I rewrote it in 2002 and again in 2004. It means much to me and it will likely evolve with every event in my life. I continue my lost travels…It does not rhyme, it has no rhythm, It probably rambles…but it is as honest a thing as I ever wrote…blah blah from me…thanks for reading lol
I. Lost Travels
I followed you through whisking gold wheat fields of a long dreams ending serenity
Staring into the graying sky’s large Red November moon…
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