Made to Stray

Around rough coast when grace is close to home.//Czech roots and a foreign heart - based in Scotland but dreaming of distant places.

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Good morning, you princes of Maine, you kings of New England

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Down in the valley, there were still (mountain) lions

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I want to live, I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold. It's these expressions I never give That keep me searching for a heart of gold.

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Every love story is a ghost story.

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When the light fades.

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Whith all this roads, why go to Rome?

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New year's resolutions

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//I was sitting, waiting, wishing for yet another summer to come//

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The mountains are calling and I must go// J. Muir

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//Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies//

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/Witch’s view/

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Window shopping

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In the middle of summer it is hard to remember that it did indeed snow in Vermont and all the water was still.

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A fox is a wolf that brings wild flowers.

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Once a year, I come around to visit. I open the door I closed months ago (but really, it feels like just //a week//few days//yesterday). I linger for a while, greeting strangely familiar faces of my family members. And then I take my longboard and I ride until I hit the old and abandoned factory. It haunts me when I am gone and in exchange I become its ghost, once I am home. Greetings its new inhabitants. Rediscovering its old. I am here as I am always. Alone. 

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Abandoned quarries and sun//we went swimming and our lives were simple// I have left you in these endless summer days and went searching for autumn

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