In my mind I am recalled to
a place of my youth where the sun always brought to me fresh perspectives and
inner voices that elude me now. Allison, a name I gave the girl I was- today my
feet are dug in, my seeds sewn. And Allison soft, bodied, cool voiced- all sugar
and spice- bright eyed sunny girl- gone the way of the wind- carried back was a
hollow dwelling- but he stole my pearl , and he left stole my pearl, and left an
empty shell of me- But, on cold and stormy nights I remember her- I catch a
glimpse like a low flame drawn out- And Allison I’m calling out your

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