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Apr 2018
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I dance with my shadows.
Until the music in my mind.
Dies.

Sublimated into something.
With no words.

Just a rhythm.
Twitching muscles.
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  34/M/Somewhere in Canada
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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