Rodent love, placing wings on dis-ease, a voice for the dead you are my sweet. Trapped inside of our visions, we all walk into traps set up by humans, but we never die like the ordinary death... we haunt on, with our tails spinnning secret symbols of home into the earth. I watched a documentary on Janis Joplin, another beauty trapped but not gone.
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Rodent love, placing wings on dis-ease, a voice for the dead you are my sweet. Trapped inside of our visions, we all walk into traps set up by humans, but we never die like the ordinary death... we haunt on, with our tails spinnning secret symbols of home into the earth. I watched a documentary on Janis Joplin, another beauty trapped but not gone.
it takes courage and action and more action!!
Love,
Luddie...the girl on the phone.
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