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A beautiful poem by My Beautiful Love:

The autum wind blows my mind clear and free as I see through the window to a peaceful tree. I climb it with my mind and let the wind sing me a morning song… …a song of love and a song of chance..a song on the wind..a song of dance. It lifts me it curls me, I fly through a dream among autum leaves adrift on a breeze. I fly to a cloud and look to the sea where the king fish rises imparting to me a secret long lost hidden in a well and visions of heavan and the horrors of hell. I sing a sweet song and he sings to me and together we sing about a peaceful tree. I open my eyes my mind clear and free as the king fish sleeps and dreams of me…

He is such an angel.

~kate