Amazing how such so-called “unintelligent” creatures understand
So deeply for what they were created: to sing their own simple
It is full:
Of you, of itself, of the world.
This song, each song,
Sung by the new singer.
For temerarious muscle
sing to me about your sadness
and about your joy
i don’t want to wait any more
to hear your celebration or
~ by Stan Stewart
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Singing greases the wheel of desire that’s been waiting to roll out.