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Posted on March 18th, 2005 in All, Reflections
I want to dissapear in the wilderness as a ghost. The Unknown keeps calling. Deep in the Pinions, I love to listen to the wailing wind as it travels across the land, pushing clouds above the desert mountains. This is the beauty that keeps me kicking. Far away from the town, I hide. I watch those clouds pass through quiet eternity.
Written by Nathan Cowlishaw
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