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Saskatchewan canada post card may 2006

In my dreams I was Naked, I was uncovering the ancient sites, carved stone secrets of a harmonious people.

In my waking, I was in green, meeting eyes of willingness, heart of peace.

In my sleep I was invisible silk catching you when you fell And lifting you. Now I am clothed in lilacs, bunches this wind these striped clouds and naked ground.

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