who i am is not who you see

dangling from lightning 

footloose and fancy free

 

a moment in time

i danced among the daisies

where thoughts were sublime

 

that time is past

galloped thru the wind

flew away at last

 

charred meat is what i eat

choking down every bite

when will it be sweet

donna marie

 

 

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