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when I look down and see its flaccid form smiling back at me. With a thrust I am GOD Incarnate Long, short, fat or thin | 
| leading the way I go out to face the day. Gather masses 'round me See my penis astounding! A vagina just don't cut it -- |
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Breakthrough
Circles and Circles and dips and spirals and falls and rises and circles and spirals Dizzy, flying Up, down, over -- THROUGH! On a pivot: Ahead starlight Behind sunlight ... Circles and singing Oh, I'm so dizzy! Up -- and up -- and UP! Higher! Higher! Freedom! Onward! A Vision
| The tree is a Lady. Her hair, Silver-green leaves. Outward-thrusted branches, her arms. Her body, firm Yet pliant to a lover's touch, the trunk. Her legs and feet, the roots, holding the body which is her mother. Her blood rises up from the Earth -- Nourishment from Mother to Child. |
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