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Lowercasemmmmmm

Lowercasemmmmmm

the heart of a peaceful warrior

Unobtainable zen

Fists, feet, elbows and finger tips
Swords, pole and all weapons known
The warriors arsenal an affront to peace
Knees, insteps and heels eat the soul
Calm violence an explosive dichotomy
The unobtainable zen
To cleanse ourselves and feel clean
How much blood must we dance and bathe in

(2013)

To some ambivalence is just a word,to others an unfortunate way of life

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