lunch at Liokouras house out back/front
noodles, stir fried
last meal for these experimental days.
Bali
took me by wings
a friend today and gone tomorrow.
i've heard in Native Indian Sou language
there is not such a word as, goodbye.
at level
i feel tuned in to return
on the surface
the distance is far
at the root
i will soak in thought
Hindu Buddha Siva Kami
will find her/his way.
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