call_from_across_the_valley daf I'd love to be free of the world of man Of it's cheap valuation of life and its poorly wrought realities I'd love to see the trees again as I saw them once before when my shoots were green and my thoughts were sane I'd love to hold your hand once more and call you from across the valley to break the chain and form it again by falling into my arms. I miss you all so. Please come home soon. 150825 what's it to you? who go blather from