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Sundaydreaming


Late morning musings

Patti Smith shirt

Book of Days

Sunshine balcony

Bare feet

Black coffee

Grateful Dead

Dreaming of

New York in

The seventies

Before my time

Yet so familiar

I can close my eyes

And come home


To loud bars

Pulsating poetry

Live music leaving me

Ecstatic and breathless

I would fall in love

With a beautiful hippie

Grass growing underneath

Our feet we move slowly

Let the wind guide

Every breath

All is connected

You me the wind our breath

Patti Smith the

Grateful Dead

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