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sabbie
[
sabbie
reads]
you
make
your
own
future
you
make
your
own
life
you
make
your
own
choices
fyngula,
your
wisdom
ripples
my
worlds
.
020521
...
fyn gula
sab
.
it
is
an
honour
.
thanks
for
coming
along
on
the
journey
.
020522
...
unhinged
in
church
there
is
no
roof
over
your
head
there
is
no
pew
to
sit
at
there
is
no
pulpit
at
which
they
preach
there
are
no
words
for
them
to
speak
but
the
grass
under
your
feet
the
blue
sky
over
your
head
the
breeze
that
plays
in
your
hair
rain
drops
the
beads
that
play
through
your
fingers
in
every
ant
you
crush
in
every
fly
that
gets
stuck
in
every
flower
you
run
over
with
the
mower
in
all
the
broken
eyes
in
the
hands
the
feed
you
in
every
sound
that
falls
on
deaf
ears
music
every
voice
lifted
in
praise
the
beads
that
play
through
your
fingers
in
every
single
tear
the
night
breeze
that
blows
across
your
lids
the
silent
arms
that
tuck
you
in
sleep
in
peace
.....
is
your
journey
ever
going
to
stop
our
way
sab
?
020522
...
sabbie
plan
on
it
babe
.
.:
sighs
:.
im
jsut
not
sure
when
.
everything
changes
and
when
i
have
time
she
is
over
here
and
when
she
has
time
i
am
busybusybusy dramaturging
but
last
night
the
gods
patted
me
on
the
head
and
said
"
for
you
sab
"
and
i
stood
on
a
street
corner
in
my
break
and
called
everyone
i
could
think
of
to
get
a
station
wagon
or
a
ute
out
to
the
middle
of
the
city
at
night
to
rescue
out
of
a
dumpster
5
doors
that
i
need
for
the
play
and
who
was
the
person
who
came
through
?
becclebee
,
who
drove
into
the
city
at
22:30
to
come
pick
up
her
big
sister
in
someone
elses
station
wagon
and
help
her
sister
trawl througha
dumpster
for
her
art
.
the
gods
rock
my
world
,
but
becclebee
is
along
for
the
ride
and
she
makes
it
way
good
.
020524
...
