Hindsight-A Pleiades
Hindsight-a Pleiades
He pitched his tent here first
High atop soup mountain
Hidden from his sad past
Heaven he said, he said
His voice echoing through
Honey I am so free
He joked, as she laughed near
connie pachecho
2/17/17
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