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May 2014
I told you, I never understood physics,
and gathered up my skirt up,
climbed down the ladder.
Balance, you said
and extended your hand, it's all about your center of gravity.
I took that to mean you'd love me with my up's and down's,
but not my up's and down's,
and took your hand for stability,
and we went spinning.
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