Luyện nghe bài hát Carried into redemption

i 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 would drop clear ponds
from the tips of my fingers for her to drink, and drop of silly flavored jelly on the counter for her to lick.

i know 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 tea
ceremony. i him move, whisk, wipe, fold, touch, offer, drink, enter, exit,

this 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 eve party in new york city, with many famous people, the mayor, baryshnikov, jessica lange,
i was at the opening of the film which one best that year.
i was kicked out of school
i was given the key to the of baltimore.
what a kick. i'd more of those. i was arrested
i am the highest point of my family tree. i call them to fruition, i sing them themes about the beautiful sky, but they cannot see it. is a canopy above them, being
woven out of determination to grow. out of the legacy of pain. i them but they do not come, they cannot come, no sun hits them.
i swum with turtles in the open sea.
i found ancient, nails on the shore.
and written about the boat, the sailors, and their homes , from one of survival.
i grew up in a hospital, my brother die.
i grew up in a hotel room , watching my mother home left over food.for our dinner.
i have cried my self to by the cold sea, with no coat 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 became a calm,
and i always run
to the storm
the completed, weakened by love,
send me back to the
my
i have my back to the sunrise from hotel rooms
and out the name of the setting sun from the desert floor
been where it was happening
i made it happen
i have walked tiny lanes alone, for miles
i planned revolutions
i carved myself into moderation
i my own shadow
i have been by droves of red ants.
by crazy
by people
i have been carried all the way, by someone, now and
but he is always too tired to then
and i hate him for my weakness
i have been in a helicopter, flying over the 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 the oxygen masks dropped
i came out to the car and my was gone from her car seat.
she had me in.
all of it is written over and again.
i have skiied, water skiied, raced in the water, i have played and cards.
i chess 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 elevator.on different occasio