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    she dreams at the top of the mountain out of sight,
    dreaming in the minds of the lamas and the gurus,
    beyond the din of flesh wrestling to be angels

    her spirit flames bright into the night
    darkness steps aside for her soul to soar

    her dreams wave the oceans her songs give voice
    to the youth seeking what their tribe has no words for,
    and the gurus beyond the din of flesh wresting to be angels

     

    • 27 June 2011
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