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Apr 2020
Feet planted,
I sweep
The world
Around me  
With arms
And wrap
Them
One around
One,
As hips
Call for space
And I extend
And I fold
And I breathe
And I reach
And I settle
Before sweeping
Back
To the start,
To listen
For
What
Comes
Next.
Scorpius
Written by
Scorpius  Lafayette, LA
(Lafayette, LA)   
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