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Up high above the Golden Gate On a flat area surrrounded on Three sides by cliffs Is the Labyrinth. We make our way down from The trail – Walter, Woody, Summer and me. To the eleven circuit labyrinth. In silence we enter the broad circle. One following the other And start on the curves. The goal to drop baggage On this blue sky clear fall day. With one cloud by the bridge. Another bridge of a shipwreck Pressing up from the bay We walk the circuits once, Willis twice. The passage complete We walk back across the Veterans hospital lots To the three cats apartment.  |
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