"I am covered in skin, no one gets to come.in. Pull me out from inside..."
what storms horizons bring
for new songs yet to sing
with breaks upon the rock
for stronger bones to stock
I am ready
what lonely paths travail
as all walk on to wail
what stoic face is mine
that masks concealed divine
I am ready
what meetings had with glee
as storm makes way from me
that tendered moments true
should last a lifetime through
I am...ready...
~Moses
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