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Pozor!

I used to turn like a wheel on the grass

 

to embrace that in fact, I felt happiness.

 

Until one day I watched

 

a boy take a powerful turn

 

that snapped his limb in half.

 

I tried to turn my thoughts away,

 

but I was silent out & in,

 

except for the reverberating sound

 

of that break in his pretzeled leap.

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Feb 3, 2011
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