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Jun 2012
Toes are bronzed
Once they danced
Twirling tips
Winked romance
At one time
Dipped in gold
Prolonged use
Colors old
Now they feel
Stuck like stone
Barren seeds
Pebbles thrown
So they fell
Black swan curse
Ungraciously
For better, worst
The statue broke
Unwanted face
Could not stand tall
Without a base
Lucy Tonic
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Lucy Tonic
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   K Balachandran
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