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Each Morning it is like a contest me and the sky I stare out at the horizon until it gets up and comes to embrace me I feel it, I swear I make believe it is my father This is known as genetics I go through this each morning I think this each morning Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.

Watch the YouTube video below (or click on the video image to view this video in another window) (:33) in Denver, Colorado 06/16/07