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I was standing in the back of the church looking out at the lake and down the hill at the wildflowers, a slight breeze ruffled the tops of trees the smoke of cigarettes passed in front of my eyes and we stood in a row. I realize something today, that is what it will be like for the rest of my days, listening to Mingus and Tijuana Moods and drawing vibes and reading poems, this is it, I've found it.