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When you close your eyes, what we see in dreams …?
Redcorn me and my Indian walk on the grass … the wind in your hair Pocahontas " while we laugh and talk all day .. this is pefect for redcorn .. Hot-hand of life, as the hand, as now heart. Sometimes sleep is interrupted by the smoke detector … decrease of generic cigarettes, open the kitchen table blackjack fire.
Pocahontas closed eyes … Redcorn to me walking, talking and laughing. Then redcorn help extinguish the fire. Then we left the garden, the tomato crop plants and singing Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds ~ ~ ~ This perfect …. In days of redcorn Spiritual Love:)
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