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TEXT: In youth you painted something concrete even tasted like ice cream and then we walked in and it tastes like used side- walks and you just wish you could step on something that hasn’t d r ied
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Photo taken from my old apartment back in 2005.
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TEXT: Some things, you understand will be mis- understood by design; by those who listen through this much air between
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Photo taken from my old apartment back in 2005.
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TEXT: In the nest I used to chirp my heart out — I had no melody — I knew only the sky and the trees I knew only how wild my heart could chirp and then I learned I was no song- bird and I let all the other birds down you see we were not made to chirp for the sky and the trees we were made to chirp for a nest
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TEXT: a bomb was my Mother my Father he dropped it on babies so that other babies could make a bomb for my Mother my Father
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TEXT: we tower under old found- ation we dance around brutal- ist deities; erect & undefiled except for men we tower under
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TEXT: no one listens to you only to be some one to you as us all
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TEXT: did you forget your back- turned when the water dries? I was there when it flow- ed you: clay figur- ines delicate by hands the mon- soon so flee- ting — rose — but I was [t]here my hands: delicate pulled you: smiling grace- fully aware of only sand
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