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Mar 2020
My feet
Planted,
Belly
Twisted,
My fingers
Reach
Past
What I can
Know
To what
I can
Create,
If first,
I make space.
And my fingers
And mind
Wonder
What that
Will be.
Scorpius
Written by
Scorpius  Lafayette, LA
(Lafayette, LA)   
83
   Khoisan
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