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Nov 2015
Forty five degrees of reflection
She stands there
It's not a place she want's to be
Told to, and she knows to be still
Yesterday was peaceful
Today she was deceitful
and honesty placed her there
It's not time yet, only 45 minutes
45 minutes to think of what she's done
45 minutes in hopes he'll come
To free her will takes 45 motions
45 devotions of why
She won't do it again
Corner ******
like granite she stands
Frozen while time spans
Frozen with tied hands
45 minutes she has to hold it
4 or 5 cups of water
what torture is this
what lesson learned
10 more minutes added
Her head was turned
The countdown begins
10, 9,8,7,6,
5,4,3,2,1, oh ****
Corner rules she didn't move
Kind of like Simon says
You may go now
was finally said.
Joe DaVerbal Minddancer
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Joe DaVerbal Minddancer  Maryland
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