ON THIS DAY, I’m in a trance, walking in the woods, one sock, no pants. On this day, no clouds of gray, the Virginia Appalachian wind has blown them away, On this day, not even a hint of gray, illuminating autumn yellow leaves, sun lights my way. Frankie The Earthman.
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