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Jul 2010
and as we
and as i

and as they
tell us anything
and we believe
whatever they say

dance dance dance
little child

the rags you are
show glorious possibilities

go here go there
you are free

to live free
all of the time

the rags of your pain

purest light within the world
Written by
jeffrey robin
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