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the artist's commune
I wanted to tell you a little about my life
I live on a ten acre ranch in California
at the front of the property is the mad hatter's garden
a sacred place I like to sit in the mornings
there you will find Kate planting roses
there's a large card for throwing axes at...off with her head
Kate is my stepsons girlfriend
they brawl every night that's what turns them on
across the yard is the red hair witches place
a serene but tough witch she believes in healing magic
my stepson is peter pan the boy from neverland who doesn't want to grow up
we have kittens in the garden
midnight and jinx are at play
Kate is a dark witch
me I'm a natural witch that tries not to trouble the magics
but does none the less
we are all artists here of different sorts
I like to paint and write
we live in a commune style arrangement
we barter with each other for what we need
there is a lot of love here on the ranch
dog's, cats. pigs, chickens and a white rabbit who only appears sometimes
you're cordially invited into the feeling of the place
get high with a caterpillar
and have fun
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