Happening 
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Let go 
We'll float up to the stars 
From roaring water bay
unfettered

While Jimmy sings a love song 

Hold on 
Earth and grass and sand 
Caress in rest- fullness 
Weight supported 

While Jimmy sings, his heart recovered 

Merge and part 
Outflow of selfs returning better 
Words and space,the space uncluttered

And tingling strings and cords harmonic 

A single point 
Surprise , the new , awake this presence 
Balanced using angels wings 

And all the while , sweet Jimmy  sings 















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