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Kneaded into my womb you sing in me in every cell. In every cell is the beat of your living voice that has carried me across, step by step, the swamp of crocodiles. Step by step your voice has carried me across the wildlife of prisoner-jailer the bellowing of the verse of death in the prison yard. In every cell your enchanting call sings — the sweet call of a rooster with sharp eye sharp ear aware of the step of the new day. — In every cell in every strand of hair every nail every capillary in all my heart. How many cells are here? In this body? Your gentle voice in harmony, above all voices in my body. A singing galaxy dances in the wasteland of space. Alley after alley your song goes with me through this city like the joyful anthem of a movement rising from every house. Like the radiant song of sunrise rising from the green forest leaf by leaf from every leaf...