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Gizmo's Cabin
Just a mile up the way,
open just for today,
to pay your respects,
as she is gone,
passed away just yesterday,
she lived as tho she could live forever,
actually there is no reason to cry,
look it square in the eye,
nothing much to say,
nothing much to do,
slide her six feet under,
burn her maybe and put her in an earn,
build her a pine box,
cut off and save one of her locks,
cause they say its all in the DNA,
she passed away just yesterday.
Barbara
BIOPSY IN PROGRESS
to live within myself,
out of the window,
outside of myself,
seeing,feeling, knowing.
imagining,thinking,
what if,Why not
are things this bad
things are this good
I don't know if I should,
don't think about it
*Barbara*
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Have you heard the news,
What are they all talking about,
Softly they speak,
So as not to cause alarm,
I think I know what they talk about,
It's too sad to let out!
How I want to hear,
Sweet voices in the clear,
I heard they are coming to take me Home.
Barbara
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