In honor of the 100th birthday of Lawrence Ferlinghetti.

When the wreaths of youth weighed heavily upon my form,
threatening to cast me down who knew where,
Lawrence,
like a Divine Wind
blew my wreaths away and
exploded my chains,
and taught me to sing out from my heart,
that deepest part that was hidden so deep,
Sing out the sky until I fall fast
Asleep.

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