Stuck and Cleared, needles bite at the Blocks that keep Calm from the core of a punctured Soul — Body whole, thanks to skin that tightens for touch.
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Staying grounded
Whether hot coals or hammocks, Fate falls on feet. In resistance or repose, the brunt of life absorbs into bones: long, short, and tightly joined by time-honed tissue – elastic and tough – attached to Tendons, immortally coined. One at a time or together in leaps, they carry and cushion our greatest defeats.