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My Weary Soul

My Weary Soulby Michael DoyleMy weary soul holds onto the night,Wondering how to get things right.Some can have such calloused pretense,But I won’t get lost in bitterness.Every day is a day for gratitude,I wake up with the right attitude.Knowing that … Continue reading

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West Coyote Hills

West Coyote Hillsby Michael DoyleI spent some time in Fullerton, hanging around.It’s there that West Coyote Hills can be found.We wondered bits and pieces during the day,And playing guitar at the Brea dam along the way.The advantage of staying simple … Continue reading

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