Running to the mountains all children would go... With hearts aflutter O there’s a golden rainbow. And a pot of gold on a white ermine landscape- Of snow where playful; polar bears play.

I was strolling up Main street when I came upon the moon hiding out on the ground floor of a four story brownstone. “There you are,” I said. “I’ve been looking for you.”

That night in the church yard, I raked cinders This way and that; like a Chinese gardener. Rinses the suns gold. “Black renders lacquered “

Remember when we feared ghosts, When they're only lost souls? A few words said through a candle, Nothing we can't handle. Remember the voodoo, it was new,

A desperate meeting between two co-conspirators...

This time I am really hoping, this year I will change one, this time something for me and my life and my people, this year will be better, just you wait and see!

Please stick any grammatical or plain stupid errors in the comment's box (Pia x) and I'll pick them up later.

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