holy flowers floating in the air,were all those tired faces in the dawn of Jazz America.
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Tuesday, March 04, 2008

 "oh world you got nothin on me now......"

lighted winter days. nights for coats.
i am thankful for the people that make me glad
and make me want to praise and learn and venture
and speak languages because, orbis terrarum est pusillus
and love the ones i dont get along with along the way
and make art and make films and build bicycles
i am thankful for provision via dumpster diving
i am thankful i can work and can pay off debt
and that this debt will soon disappear quickly as it came,
leaving room for adventures and moving north
God is good and cares for my every worry as they grow
and boy ive got a mad case of spring fever
the cherry and plum trees are blooming flowers
white pink tiny green
on cold brown branches
new things are coming and i mean it when i say it
ive been saying it and been meaning it
and i still want jubilee
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