come with me to go up there leave your phone and your social media behind your not gonna need them in this mental bliss of mind , look long and look hard see what you may have to find and what you shall see into the mountains with you and me to the place where ancient children run dirty and wild , the tin metal boxes and window filled rectangles laying where they wanted stewed across the meadow barbed wire strung seperating the trees of the jagged hill sides and peaks from the valley flat and wide the single lonely highway stretching like a snake across the grass and pastors of farmers ..the wife's fat and cum filled bursting with children of the farm land , a man dressed
of pig , his shiny little star and black and white red blue little wind up car watch out he will take you far to the animal kingdom that serves the sherrif .....the cracked broken street is hot on bare feet in this place where I grew up , tattered rotting redwood fences for miles and miles where the poor and the broken can be . pines ancient swaying towering above painting the sky ...come along this is for you to come try .
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