Dear Ones,
Ere the dawn of day breaks night darkness
And finds me moving swift across the Asian continent
The soul demands of the body constant movement
Within movement. And thus begins a new routine
A round of calesthenics to greet the day by.
Feet fastened quick to carriage netting
I will lift myself toward the heavens one thousand times.
Heart quickening, abdominals thickening,
En route to Moscow with a slick sheen of ambition,
The rails and my spirit quest a single hot line.
With fervent inspiration,
Naked Man
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