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Violet Smithe
Poems
Mar 2020
Lost In Time
Prep.
Weight on my back foot.
Leap.
The sound of the final chord rang out around me.
Silence.
All I could hear was silence.
As though the room was empty and I,
I was its only subject.
With a stillness in my heart I stood,
took my bow,
and left.
#remembrance
#memories
#dancer
#finale
#peace
#silence
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Violet Smithe
21/F
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