Luyện nghe bài hát Carried into redemption

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

i that 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 have debuted at hall.
i have been homeless, on the streets.
i have 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 york city, many famous people, the mayor, baryshnikov, jessica lange,
i was at the opening of the film one best film that year.
i was kicked out of high
i was the key to the city of baltimore.
a kick. i'd like more of those. i was arrested
i am the highest point of my family tree. i call them to fruition, i sing them themes the beautiful sky, but they cannot see it. there is a canopy above them, being
out of determination to grow. out of the legacy of pain. i call them but they do not come, they cannot come, no sun hits them.
i swum with turtles in the open sea.
i ancient, rusty nails on the shore.
and written about the boat, the sailors, and their homes , from one 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 warm sun, in his arms, hearing his grunts and the of his leaves, his great purring
and measured love by things,
and so love became a calm,
and i have run
to the storm
the completed, weakened by love,
send me to the hunt
my
i turned my back to the sunrise from hotel rooms
and called out the of the setting sun from the desert floor
i've where it was happening
i made it happen
i have walked down lanes alone, for miles
i have planned
i have carved into moderation
i my own shadow
i have attacked by droves of red ants.
by horses
by crazy
i have been all the way, by someone, now and then
but he is too tired to stay then
and i hate him for my weakness
i have in a helicopter, flying over the alaskan glaciers, and i have been in the concord, faster than sound.
as much as i have learned camouflage, i have left my broken on the plains at dusk
i been in a jet when the oxygen dropped
i came out to the car and my daughter was from her car seat.
she had me in.
all of it is over and over again.
i have skiied, skiied, raced in the water, i have played baseball and cards.
i learned at 8, when i learned my funny valentine.
i met bob dylan. He me a poet.
i rode with maximilian shell, and leonard cohen in the same elevator.on different