I’ve learned to fall like the BJJ player, to protect the body through controlling the distribution of force by slapping the mat with hands open. With hands open. Hands open. Open. O Pen.

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Mots clés writing open-mind fighting martial-arts bjj

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Sweat seems to bleed / like pride from their bones.

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Mots clés poetry bones sweat blood

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Somewhere in the shape sighs take.

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Mots clés life poetry philosophy sigh shape

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The taste of moon's song.

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Mots clés poetry moon song taste

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Concrete breathes sun's heat.

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Mots clés poetry nature environment sun breath concrete

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The illusion of our.

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Mots clés philosophy

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Feed peace not fear, make spoon not war.

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Mots clés fear peace war

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The dust of my dreams swim spiced incense smoke.

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Mots clés poetry dreams swimming dust smoke

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The granted for taken.

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Mots clés life poetry philosophy take-for-granted

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Blood cannot be without dancing. There is no dancing without blood.

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Mots clés science life dance blood

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