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I have no need for you to read my poetry, I have a need to write it. Along this winding ribbon I have rode. Since dawn to Alexandra where I rest. To you, the one who brings my mind to test. Unending vistas rake my very soul. As unseen passion scores my every thought. This timeless twisting journey makes me whole. Deep emerald green, white spotted, ovine fields.

An eclectic collection of serendipitous introspection. To all those who have followed me, I cannot thank you enough. Although most of you are strangers, I have felt comfortable sharing my heart, mind, and soul with you and knowing that you understand to some degree who I really am. This post is to notify you that I have created a new blog.