I was singing in bed at the holiday inn downtown Portland.
Loud enough to practice being on stage because I knew I was heard.
I love you Rachell Tokarnage.
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Tomorrow I am taking a bus and a taxi or something like that to Bethel.
I hope to find a cabin in the woods close enough to hike to a lift.
*****
We could combine a love-in and an album recording.
You're my dream come true waiting to happen.
*****
supersubtriplestackme
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I was whistling. And I was scared to whistle too loudly. But then I thought of you and in a flash I had extra enthusiasm and made a clear tone.
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When we fuckin' negress?
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How can I help you from here? Me, not anyone.
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