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    original poem // serial spinning

    original poem // serial spinning

    Serial Spinning Point my toes, forget all my woes. The world is a disappearing blur As I pirouette around, Unaware of the heartbreak I will incur Late at night As I feel devoid of light And even imagining becomes a fight Because it felt so right. Throw my body back in the air, eyes on…

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