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Late Afternoon near San Simeon, CA |
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27 Alone, alone; Stumbling, groping; Isolate; Desolate; Unhearing, unseeing; Unbeing.
Make me thine instrument, Reaching out, Touching, Suddenly aware: I sail a golden sky, Endlessly pursuing morning and evening, Interweaving a tapestry of light.
I was blind, now I can see. I was blind and now I see!
Lost Bear Meadow June 30, 1979 |
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