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Sunday 5th November 2006.

I have been,much beachcombing,today it is the first track and i have not got beyond such words for most of the day..i have even down loaded to this plastic machine to keep the rivets in place which have bumped and scraped through the hours,which have made me feel a tremendous freedom in being owned and guided by a butterfly who can roar with the winds,throw snowflakes where lilly ponds once dwelt..i feel as if i am going home after such a long search... trinity...to nestle among the green wellies giant oaks where pixies play and gargoyles dance naked with hobgoblins in pink laces,troglodytes sit in the branches singing the sun is going down smokin...

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