

skinif my skin is an organ (the largest) then play it with your fingers; play into pipes rising up and rising out to the white congregation, some with Hearts of Darkness, but they hang on every stroke;skin
public hanging a nervous epidermis because skin dies and sheds and becomes dust
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not In the Wind; thats the wrong State (or Band) Aid (Id request some) if itd help but the wound you marked on my skin or inside
my Lungs (of Brightness?) and my Spleen (in Betwe
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"I like your Christ. I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ." -Mahatma Gandhi
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