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Feb 2012
Alexis,
I don't mean to be sexist,
But I put you up on that pedestal.
It drives me crazy,
I go so wild.

Judgment day comes to you
And I watch you begin to tremble and wilt,
Slowly as you fade to blue,
Though its in this moment in which
That inner strength and fire is built up.

So as one like me steps up
- despite your thought and want to faint -
Your body and build of action and mind
Begin to rise, from inside, unseen strength,
So you rise as we go, step and step by.

One by one they flow and flow on together,
And as long as they go you can tremble and quiver,
For we will glide the wind around the floor,
Blown from form to form with frames so strong.
Its what we have built upon.

At the end of the night
I say this to you with the highest praise,
"The way you dance is like rain from the sky,
Gracefully down, so liquid, so lithe,
Go with confidence and you'll more that survive".
Jack Turner
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