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Half way to where we were going We stopped in the early evening mist to count the stars I wished upon a falling one You wished upon me The sky shifted I lost you and you became lost Now every night I look at the sky trying to remember the pattern the stars were in when I counted on them to be you So long ago Now out of reach.

(c) Terrell Neuage (Adsit pre-August-1981) ~ New Orleans 1974 ~ photo - Terrell with random purchaser of a picture-poem - New Orelans 1973

NEW SITE = JULY 2014 - http://neuage.us/2014/July/ Myanmar 2014

NEW SITE = JULY 2014 - http://neuage.us/2014/July/ - Today working on picture poem links starting around "better" (19 September 2014). Picture poems are the digital format of work I did as a street artist in New Orleans in the 1970s, as well as New York City, Honolulu, San Francisco and Adelaide South Australia. .

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