https://youtu.be/tOHcAc3r2kw "Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to dieI don't belong, and my beloved, neither do youThose Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cryI'm setting off, but not without my museI want auroras and sad proseI want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet'Cause I haven't moved … Continue reading But Not Without My Muse
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Come Live This Wild Life With Me
You can’t tame wild things. Who wants to be tamed, anyway? Certainly not me. When I was in high school, I camped with friends, amongst the sequoias and redwoods. They towered over our primitive campsite. I woke up on the first full morning there and looked out toward the Pacific. If you stood just right, … Continue reading Come Live This Wild Life With Me
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