https://app.bookcreator.com/library/-LoIEYyy8Vmy9PzZ_qDJ/fbMujmhxO0c4Vd0JecEyPijIiCo2/ejso7XiPQf-Ok0O12L3R9w/zymJRLGKSii-T6pqMQ
this is the link to my book.
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Friday, 13 September 2019
Tuesday, 3 September 2019
whakataka te hau
Whakataka te hau ki te uru. te whakataka te hau.
Whakataka te hau ki te tonga
Whakataka te hau ki te tonga
Kia mākinakina ki uta http://seeds.libsyn.com/justice-joe-williams?
Kia mātaratara ki tai
E hī ake ana te atakura
He tio, he huka, he hau hū
Tīhei mauri ora!
Cease the winds from the west
Cease the winds from the south Let the breeze blow over the land
Let the breeze blow over the ocean Let the red-tipped dawn come with a sharpened air a
touch of the promise of a glorious day.
my artwork is a waka on the ocean next to a tropical beach this came to my mind because he talked about sailing threw oceans and over the land the first thing that came to my mind was this picture. He mentioned kina a lot so I have some of that.
Monday, 2 September 2019
9:11 poem.
9:11
Buildings falling to there feet crashing breaking into ashes. Hear the screams of pain fear and tourcher. Smell the fire, smoke, and fog. See the burning buildings falling in agony. Hear the pain of dead loved ones and friends now gone and lost in the disaster who struck everyone.
Nine-eleven broken buildings broken relationships broken hearts left in the place all dead and broken things now lye forever.
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