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old I watched my mother and she got beaten I watched my father and he got buried And not by one another I�m lost and most times I..

Feb 2008 I will give and freely and have

feb 2008 I feel as if I'm being deceived Into un-awkward silence Into untroubled breaths

I know that I do not need my eyes to see I do not need my lungs to breath Nor my hands to touch or my heart to love

Of the never-ending inclusiveness I seek the temperance of that which is wholesome I seek the shell of that which is indispensable

Oh to flourish I retreat to a clear and confident place I retreat into the depth; into which I am the only inhabitant