I dream that I am at Uluru in central Australia. There is an old Aboriginal man playing a song on a guitar. There is a young woman in a bath next to him. I am struck by the colors. The blue of the sky, the red of the earth, the green of the vegetation. The song he is singing is beautiful. It is a simple song he is playing and it is like he is hearing th…
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