Luyện nghe bài hát Carried into redemption

i know that lizards like jelly, because i fed wild geckos on the roof of my hut in the seychelles islands. she was called the morning lizard, and i would drop clear ponds
from the tips of my fingers for her to drink, and drop gobs of silly flavored on the counter for her to lick.

i know it is possible to become intimate with a stranger, from a distance, across time and continents, because i have knelt before a young master in a very private tea
ceremony. i him move, whisk, wipe, fold, touch, offer, drink, enter, exit,

well one wasn't so good.
i debuted at carnegie hall.
i have been homeless, on the streets.
i witnessed death, and birth, and graduation.
i been told to leave, and invited to stay.
i went to a big new years eve party in new city, with many famous people, the mayor, baryshnikov, jessica lange,
i was at the opening of the film which one best film year.
i was kicked out of high
i was given the key to the of baltimore.
what a kick. i'd like of those. i was arrested
i am the highest point of my family tree. i call them to fruition, i them themes about the beautiful sky, but they cannot see it. there is a canopy above them, being
woven out of determination to grow. out of the legacy of pain. i call but they do not come, they cannot come, no sun hits them.
i have swum with in the open sea.
i found ancient, rusty on the shore.
and written the boat, the sailors, and their homes , from one piece of survival.
i up in a hospital, watching my brother die.
i up in a hotel room , watching my mother bring home left over food.for our dinner.
i have cried my self to sleep by the cold sea, with no or blanket or dime for the phone,
and awakened in the sun, in his arms, hearing his grunts and the rustling of his leaves, his great purring
and measured love by things,
and so love a fearful calm,
and i have run
to the storm
the completed, weakened by love,
send me back to the
my
i have turned my back to the sunrise from rooms
and called out the name of the setting sun from the floor
i've been it was happening
i made it happen
i have walked tiny lanes alone, for miles
i have planned
i have carved myself into
i my own shadow
i have been by droves of red ants.
by crazy
by people
i have been all the way, by someone, now and then
but he is always too to stay then
and i hate him for loving my
i have been in a helicopter, flying over the alaskan glaciers, and i have in the concord, faster than sound.
as much as i have learned camouflage, i have left my broken body on the plains at
i been in a jet the oxygen masks dropped
i out to the car and my daughter was gone from her car seat.
she had me in.
all of it is written and over again.
i have skiied, water skiied, raced in the water, i have played and cards.
i learned chess at 8, when i learned my valentine.
i met bob dylan. He me a poet.
i rode with maximilian shell, and leonard cohen in the elevator.on different occasio