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October 15th, 2011 Comments Off

You, the artist, must have heard the same story on your way in tonight – the one about turning death to life, blood to wine.  There we were, standing lifeless and limp, and you had the fearsome courage to ask for our hearts.  Of course we gave them to you, not knowing our choices.  Into the (blood)flow we plunged and you gave us the beats…beating, beating, beating, until there was only one heart for all of us there.  With the same heart pumping blood through each of us we stood, turned our ecstatic faces heavenward, and opened our mouths to catch the stars on our tongues.

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