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Jul 27
My neck is sore,
My feet aches,
My head pounds,

But my body moves,
Circle,
     Jump,
          Pace,
A need to touch and be touched.

Music unfiltered gyrations:
Flapping,
       Squeezing,
                     Wandering fingers
Hands grabbing onto thin air.

I need to move.
I need to feel.

Slap,       punch,           pull,
My skin is turning red.

I need to move,
I need to feel.

Spastic convulsion.

These are the moments I feel crazy.

My neck is sore,
My feet aches,
My head pounds.

I need to move.
I need to feel.
I want to stop.
Written by
Nadai  122/F
(122/F)   
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   Man and Thomas W Case
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