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Where Do You Go From Here?

By coyote

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Fields green and fresh...nature is ever at work.Slender stalks of growing things.A blue sky over head, the good earth below.Far away...no street sounds, no smog, no campus riots...Nothing to remind you of the present, past, or future,except for the now and then sounds of a bullet passing close overhead on it's way to a target.How I long for home.Quang Tri  18 Feb 1971 Written August 24th, 2001 © on Aug 24 2001 12:56 PM PST   0 • 1

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"Fields green and fresh...nature is ever at work.Slender stalks of growing things.A blue sky over head, the good earth below.Far away...no street sounds, no smog, no campus riots...Nothing to remind you of the present, past, or future,except for the now and then sounds of a bullet passing close overhead on it's way to a target.How I long for home.Quang Tri  18 Feb 1971..."

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