Song Of Praise
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Saturday, 24 December 2005 07:47 |
like Sonny,
like Ornette, like anyone who takes himself into the jungle of e- motion, feeling, judge-
ments. find yrself some morning, wake up at noon. the heat that you feel, is yr own. the friction, of movement. burning yr-
self up, out here, where the rain comes too late, to save you. go away, run a- way, back to (wherever it is you came from. if you can stay there,
forget it. if you can move, come out. if you can stand it. this is really where it's at. (motives
detroit may 6, 1965
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