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May 2020
I sit
Just so,
Rolling
Breath
Up and down
My spine,
Bottom
Heavy
Between
Wants
And musts
To come.
I sit
And remember -
The line
I’ve chosen
Goes
Forward.
Scorpius
Written by
Scorpius  Lafayette, LA
(Lafayette, LA)   
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