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What is it
I am searching for
Behind painted doors
and bared windows
What is it
That pushes me on
to travel far and distant lands
To peek through palmed courtyards
To search for desert sands
A stone fountain
a church steeple
an old hotel
ancient people
A faded scarf
to wrap around me
and take me back to dreams
Or are they memories?
Is it me I'm searching for?
Or the me I once was
somewhere
long before
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Lynn
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