Papa Ghede, ouvri barye-a.
Ouvri barye Atibon.
Pou nou pase la.
O, manman’m se nwa, papa’m se nwa.
Kouman yo sezi, le’m soti blan.
I’m still awake…things are fuzzy…I’m starting to think in voodoo…
13 Wednesday Apr 2005
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Joshua Alan Doetsch
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I thought you were going to Boston to be magical!
Oh, no. I’m magical anywhere 😉
Flying to Bostong tonight though.
Last night I was magical in Springfield.
Now I’m magical in Island Lake.
Tomorrow I’ll be magical in New England.