How amazing to see a puppeteer live
How incredible to caress life through artisan heart
He saw under the morning of night
Fragile arms, incandescent muscles
Home schooled tatood, 2nd brother of six
Unaware, unconfessed, unsined
Descent soul, countable being
This pupet controller has seen life one way
Though that is way pure, pure way
It is infinite, infinite it is
It is millions
Cannot remain touching surface
A soil that burns below, not because of heat but because of friction
How amazing to meet a puppet man
Confused with father, confused with figure
Intermingled with every kind of uncertain truth
Manipulator of Thread.
Morro de Sao Paolo - June 2010
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