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Jun 2011
The new wind threatens
the structure of what has been
the wisdom of tradition
all our rigid, reverent ease

How can I hold?

Oh, how can I hold when
the freedom from control can expand
chance for wild reaction
naked in the savage ocean

Where did we go?

The new wind could mix
flowing wisdom with this
safe and steady freedom

Preserve what's passed to
help the future last in
any way they see fit

However we hold!
Cory Childs
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