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Back again to the black skin over heavy sands Back in action at the totem effigy Poised for fight or love The brother/sister I've become Standing tall Under weight of worlds long felled Sleeping sheets wake, hold the bones again From old days Fly the knife hooks, ship and sail Speeding, open, for the circle's end
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Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
Knife Hooks, Ship and Sail
Back again to the black skin over heavy sands Back in action at the totem effigy Poised for fight or love The brother/sister I've become Standing tall Under weight of worlds long felled Sleeping sheets wake, hold the bones again From old days Fly the knife hooks, ship and sail Speeding, open, for the circle's end
recently set up a heavy bag on the back patio. years out of practice and out of shape, yet it all comes back.
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Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
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