as we loaded
our potential

our credentials

our ugliness

and our
everyday beautiful

it was off
to chase destiny
under a pearl
sun
wher forever
lasted thru always
until the end
of time

traveling thru lands
regions- seasons
sniffing the fresh of the sea
wher the breeze
was warm- gentle
kind

pink seashells
gold church
bells
afro hippies blowing
love bubbles
and at ease
we inhaled
wher we found
peace
only to release
the relief

at the same time


"hey.. hey ..momma I'm leaving
Cali but I'm moving to Kansas city
Kansas!"



*thebluesun


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