by Moby and Cold Specks
(Listen to A Case for Shame by Moby and Cold Specks for enhanced reading pleasure.)

I dance without judgement like a child may dance without care.
I have lived experience. I move with resilient, tragic beauty.
A quiet energy travels through my vessel, as I make waves with the ground.
Vision is found in a third eye, as I fall blind to four walls.
Peace is a Release from bounding illusions.
Fulfill your thirst with my tears of fulfillment.
I am an entirety, as my body is a tangible messenger of freedom.
Accumulation of lifetime moments leapt to this carpet floor. Humility moves with a sway.
Dance.
Dance.
Dance.
(A Place Not Tame)
(Not a Case For Shame)
Be well.
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