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I yearn to walk the garden path
listening to the whispers
of red and salmon rocks
reading petroglyphs, along the
trail, bread crumbs baked
in the desert sun
spiritual nourishment
climbing higher
seeking the crossroad
to peace
over the horizon the
mysterious phoenix flies
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the word "Rock"
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