Back where rights are part of soft lives, I am along here trying to be naked.
It is what I must be for the thoughts I was teaching -- alive for dreams, alive for friends, alive for the trouble that made teaching a castle of possibility.
And where life and peace work as laughter there is peace and love.
Nothing makes sense to a lousy hooker.
I am glad that I am moosey.
Okay, men are people too. They need change and I need kindness.
Well, okay, that's the way it is.
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