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May 2021
Most nights
I slowpace
the floor;
first foot behind
second
back once
two forwards
stop
turn.
Again.
Tumbling my
own name over
and over.
A rock polisher
turning gold
back to burnished stone.
Rollie Rathburn
Written by
Rollie Rathburn  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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