Before, distressed, shifty, enclosed.
I was trapped. I was broken.
Hurt and missing.
In this room, no longer trapped.
We are all alive.
Singing out, sweating out
The air is full and fast
We’ll make music together
Find peace
Trust
Beauty
Union
We’ll find power
Today, we are power
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Sunday, January 17, 2010
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