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Nov 2010
Cold air dances,
Pirouetting,
Capturing my attention.
"Yes! Yes!"
An ugly ballet
Following from street to street.
The heat of the fight and my open wounds
Second to my welcomed chills.
Feel something.
New sensation.
Written by
Jordan Kit
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