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Oct 2021
A man dancing in a country with
No theatre ; another man looking
At his moves , limbs throwing up and down
In the air , the way his fingers cut through
The wind , his hair dancing in it’s own country;
Thought he : Awfully beautiful.
Never said which part is what.
Ikurah
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     jdmaraccini
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