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Friday, November 10, 2017

to cry in the car

Last night we went for a walk at dusk.  I was crying in the car, a good place to cry.  The clouds were pink as we walked.  I didn't photograph them for anyone.

Then we went to Roberto's for burritos.  Mine was good.  I put lime juice in it.



You Are the Light
--the Innocence Mission

And I would like to cry in the car. The blue violet hills and the voice of Neil Young. I left the flowers outside your door. Your curtains were flying Though you were not at home. And I can only say that I have hoped for you. Safety from fears and darkness Are you feeling better than before? There's a hidden life for everyone. Sorrow remains though you can tell no-one. The Host on your tongue is a perfect moon. It does shine inside you. You shine into the room. And I can only say that I have hoped for you. Safety from fears and darkness Are you feeling better than before? Down in the hallways in wintertime. There is your great kindness And you are the light. And I can only say that I have hoped for you. Safety from fears and darkness Are you feeling better than before? And I can only say that I have hoped for you. Safety from fears and darkness Are you feeling better than before?

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