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The time that passed betwixt the daze of days past atlast in Australia isles where I smiled contemplating Do not forget me, I did not forget you, and when I go I may not see you again I feel tibet calling I'm blowing on the wind, and the mountain is you is us all as that which cannot be given name, theres more truth in calling that you have dreamt of the forest, and our conversations there what i liked about you was words, which only try to grasp what we share no matter where you go, where friends that's that because I is I whoever you are and I come from the I the one standing tall and the wall in us all must fall we are here to share friendship with that whatever it may be and I had too many tears to speak to anyone but jesse and me but now I have made peace with my love and my self and me being single in societies eyes doesnt mean i want anyone else because i want that's love in where-ever it grows because the roots are there where-ever it shows whether subconcious or subliminal there is just one love bob marley was a prophet, or rather i should say the prophet lives among us, within us, everyday and you never take the time to get in touch when i am free and i bet it was the same for you in many ways so these days you have to see what i dont show many that love is love no matter who you're friends be and the message lives here with me and sets me free with the love that i feel flowing out from everything and this is pure joy without chemical influence but alice never was evil for eating that mushroom in wonderland the wonderous people wander around and around so let me explain something which is what ive wanted to do if you take the chance to see what ive thought through that which is alive and is stronger then the high but is the high and is the is and is the the and is the and and and returns and lives quite constantly follow me in the streetlight between the talk i am there with you i am on the walk what lives in me lives in you too so it doesnt matter if you reply but i just wanted to let you that im feeling fly and that means without sex or anything but learning i can feel the roots of the wings im earning and free i am though my love remains i once said i love you, when my passion aimed but strained from the physical my love is everlasting i enjoy conversating with people interested in grasping...
what i liked about you was words, which only try to grasp
but there is no you or me, do what you going do i called you many times, i guess the timings bad but you cannot deny the life of times we all have
and trust me its not the way you hold yourself that makes me see i live in and hear, the air speaks to me
Aedan
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