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Sep 2012
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Pretty Lights

in a crowd,
  two people:
    one boy, one
  girl, are in a
trance. they
             dance in
             a bubble,
               twirling
                          around each
                          other; lights
                           search the
                              grounds
                     ­         but eyes
                            remain
                 closed. shoulders
              bob, heads twist
            left to right, feet

     bounce
      and keep
    their circle
   w   i   d   e.
    eyes meet
       only now
          and again,

      *secret smiles.
Written by
Kelsey Robb
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