And she lived upon the world this particular girl/she walked without her skin to live in/he touched her soul her life on this ataahua night/for she had found/she was not bound/held upon this plane/this life this pain/she asked and received/she doubted to believe/yet looking upon his face/was to feel Io's grace/the ink within the skin/gives rise to let him in/tis a time to reflect/least one should forget/where feet have touched the earth/the skin laying bare to surf/while the blood beats to sound/from my tower above the ground....L.A. Maihi
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