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In Watermelon sugar the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar. I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth.

In our power are thought, impulse, will to get and will to avoid, and, in a word, everything which is our own doing.

An hour before sunset, on the evening of a day in the beginning of October, 1815, a man travelling afoot entered the little town of D--.

There was no God in his heart, he knew; his ideas were still in riot; there was ever the pain of memory; the regret for his lost youth--yet the waters of disillusion had left a deposit on his soul, responsiblility and and a love of life, the faint stirring of old ambitions and unrealized dreams...

"It's all a poor substitute at best," he said sadly.

He stretched out his arms to the crystalline, radiant sky.

"I know myself," he cried, "but that is all."
- jimlouis 2-02-2003 6:22 pm





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