Monday, November 26, 2012

I check my gear my body my face

all is ready everything is in place

I leave my ego by the side of the road

and light out staggering with my load

oh this is not the cakewalk I thought it would be

every element of creation rises up against me

but louder than the whirlpools of the process I'll sing

I didn't come all this way for nothing...

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