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take rain from sky take the way tall men straighten your stance take the students of dance see the little ballerina stretch her toes see her mother warm with the floodlight take your plea to the judiciary take your eye to the statue of David smear on the dust of Somalia rub raw the frost of Croatia refresh your aim in the heights of Angola but do not stop only at this breathe every impediment trust every promise of clemency stumble if you will fall under cease-fire take it all take the watchmaker bent over time with fine tools clasp each second take the sculptor who chisels and scalpels for the grandiose later in your armchair fold creases in your newspaper with care be with every nourishment be with the cloth of your nakedness make sail for your harbour of origin remember the milk of your mother warm or cold or sweet if it is so appease hunger with the ambidextrous mouth of a soldier fed with death in his jungle be the bystander, be the bi-partisan, the ******* the timeless, the dancer be it all breathe each increment do it now measure the infinite the possible MChallis © 2015
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 8:02 PM UTC
Take It All
take rain from sky take the way tall men straighten your stance take the students of dance see the little ballerina stretch her toes see her mother warm with the floodlight take your plea to the judiciary take your eye to the statue of David smear on the dust of Somalia rub raw the frost of Croatia refresh your aim in the heights of Angola but do not stop only at this breathe every impediment trust every promise of clemency stumble if you will fall under cease-fire take it all take the watchmaker bent over time with fine tools clasp each second take the sculptor who chisels and scalpels for the grandiose later in your armchair fold creases in your newspaper with care be with every nourishment be with the cloth of your nakedness make sail for your harbour of origin remember the milk of your mother warm or cold or sweet if it is so appease hunger with the ambidextrous mouth of a soldier fed with death in his jungle be the bystander, be the bi-partisan, the ******* the timeless, the dancer be it all breathe each increment do it now measure the infinite the possible MChallis © 2015
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 8:02 PM UTC
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