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Copyright Fine Art AmericaI don’t know how long I’m allowed to wander in the wilderness of mind full of complex contradictions, restless fantasies and fairy talesBrimming with lush green creepers of convictions all tangled and trackless,Lingo as straight as cedars and cypresses,Self mirroring streams of subtle sensibilitiesEternal sunshines and moonlit nights in the woods waiting for soft footstepsThat walk and talk while telling brand new talesYou and me and the man walkin...
