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Although the night is
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and the world is none too joyous deep in these drizzleridden West Virginia woods the wayfaring stranger lets nothing her dismay (however far she may have gone astray) |
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Back on the road taken twenty years before when first she went in search of another father (expatriated by the original for lately staying Out) and up popped a changeling, twinkling of grin: a selfstyled gardener of flower children |
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Who told her the way Out was not through any door —just don't want Out (or so he said) and she would be— but declaring he declined to make up her mind he made as if to depart, a thrownaway Son of Man: and she (making believe) ran windlike to catch up |
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Hence: Lynette Alice in acidulous wonderland willing to Die For or Kill For, do Whatever Necessary For: be it pulling pistols on accidental presidents or X-ing herself Out of the workaday world (every daddy should enjoy such daughterly devotion) |
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Off now to catch further up with her own adopted poppa living on in his darkness but answering still her back-and-forth letters before she even writes them: love is infinitely strong and infinitely mad and their family circle shall not be broken |
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Just like that (or so she said) you have to be ready to take whatever comes to you in the Right Here'n'Now: no time to look back nor time to say how Charlie is/was/and ever shall be her darlin' Cosmic Cavalier. |
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Topmost photograph: UPI/Courbis-Bettman
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