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Apr 30
My body
Is Ocean. Flowing
Back and forth,
Rocked steady by moonlight
Letting itself be pulled
By its current.

It is mass.
Holy
Bread and wine,
Land of mountains and valleys
Rising and falling of theΒ Β empires
We’ve lifted into existence.

It is the Air
Breathed
In and out. By life
Flying. We soar
Dandelion wishes and burning fires
Wind taking us everywhere
And nowhere.

My body
Is singing, dancing
Laughing, hurting
Falling, fighting
Loved, loving
It is, human.

It is all things,
And one thing,
But never, is it
Yours
Maia
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Maia  Wherever my heart flies
(Wherever my heart flies)   
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   --- and Gamaliel
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