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Jan 2021
I want to fall.
I may perform a nonchalant, artistic dip.
A dramatic trip,
where I wobble...
Will she?  Won’t she?
Or one where
I shiver and shimmy.
Gliding down like rolling mist.

Because I love how it feels
when you catch me.
Wands
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Wands  48/F/UK
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