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FALL: A PLACE CALLED 

9/11/2018

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One day when I was just only a boy
A giant eagle I was fixed on above
Swooped down from the sky
And ripped me off this earth
It's talons dug deep into my back and shoulders as it screeched its soaring call Though now bleeding
I did not mind the stinging
For I was more fraid of the height
And distance we were gaining from the earth
So much so that I welcomed its piercing grip
And when I could finally ask
As to whereabout it was they takin me
Is when they answered with the release of its clutches
And as I fell through the clouds
They replied
This is the place
Now fly child
Shoulders and back still badly bruised
Made flapping my arms
VERY PAINFUL


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DAE TO D'EYE

9/5/2018

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FUTT DRAGUN BREATH AFAR

9/5/2018

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Fer the snake of all that's long gone dead done gone or forgotten how to and been put in back of
They can now slither about accurately with what that was underneath em is now each a very special little vertebrae to be moved in order to move another of


Everyday they go to work. Don't always know what it is I'll be workin on necessarily, just know that the works gotta be done. After been doin this work in a place called a gym, for a good decade without any knowledge other than necessity, they have so humbly come to a great reward of this daily work.


The Ancestral Language of Aesthetics
Devine Design of Movement and the Art of Raising the Dead
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