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RE: Winter whispers. Original poems by kspeaks
If the cardboard box has a little tuning control drawn on one of the inner walls it is perfectly possible to tune in and hear real Navajo voices.
If the cardboard box has a little tuning control drawn on one of the inner walls it is perfectly possible to tune in and hear real Navajo voices.
Lol. I wonder who I am hearing when the voices talk. The voices I hear talk in riddles, upside down and backwards in a way that is hard to decipher. But the other day one as clear as day was asking for Maggie. Just kept calling out for Maggie. Makes me wonder who is Maggie and who is looking for her. Poems are about Maggie, someone's long lost person. Maggie has filled my thoughts lately. She seems rather sad. Didn't answer the return call out to her.
Dunno. There was a documentary movie about an African refugee named Maggie who was kinda spaced out in the 00s. But there's millions of Maggies out there so maybe it's someone else.
Idk either. But someone was looking for her. I don't know a Maggie. I will look into the documentary. Thank you!
@bitcoinmeetups I posted a happy poem today. The sunnier side of my poems just at your request. So please read it if you get a chance.