Birth of Myself

Do you see him there? Working, how hard he practices, how hard he tries, the life, how civil and proper he tries to appear. But look now he snaps away from it, a great light has taken him and held him up, now he swirls and is cast in rich colours. Now do you see him dance, singing, his every limb sings, his every word dances, do you hear the drum and whistle of his flute as he becomes himself,

BIRTH

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