He played with the children in an uninhibited manner. With them, Michael could be himself without carrying the types of tensions that adults bear.  But, the repressed always finds a way to light and although he willed to remain childlike, his slim build began to fill out.  Arms and legs stretched.  Hair grew in covered areas.  He knew not what to do with the unfurling of his body.  He got on his knees and prayed. He meditated.  He immersed himself completely to his art.  But the body wants what the body wants and the repression occasionally surfaced in involuntary impulses.



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