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Song Of Praise
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Thursday, 09 February 2006 12:01 |
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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