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Join Date: Apr 2001
Location: Durango Colorado, the right knee-pit of Colorado
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I have walked in the clouds near Paradise
A Valkyrie in training and I I have listened to the mountain streams sighs The only life was she and I To walk with her on the mountain that is God Viewing the grandeur of the gorge with our minds eyes Near the place called Paradise we trod Is to see that God is truly wise To see the fauna in the forest And wander beneath the pines above To trod upon its cushioned floor That is to discover what is love We saw the sunlight leak through the pine boughs Hours are minutes as time begins to compress We almost can hear the ancient Indians whispered vows As life’s realities fade and all its problems regress Smiles from a face reflected in a windshield From one not really there But always within the mind to be healed By a heart that is elsewhere out
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