repeat a sequence on the flute
just as long, develop one breath
while climbing to the top of the jungle.
suppose anything short of getting lost,
thunder storms and miles of climbing
with every insect your allowed to imagine
would fail the name of this black rock hike.
The top,
cleared my mind.
something happens when you take
your mind out of the chatter of other
peoples minds -
listen.
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