brushes of life

Woke too early this Saturday reached for brushes, pen one was gonna relieve pain other leave my heart exposed. Questions remain how how long does it last when does the taste of life lose its flavor after a long sleep. One is gonna relieve other expose my heart like a rose..

As pen

As pen once again caresses waiting skin of paper milled in Oregon I find my heart lost amongst beautiful Aspens in Colorful Colorado with cares leaving on a southern train. Such is the feeling of freedom in mountains of beauty in Autumn and may each of you find, feel such beauty and escape from vertigo.

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