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Sep 2014
I wish I was a dancer
A ballerina.
I wish my body was
Capable of grace.
1,2,3...1,2,3

I'd point my toes
They'd curl under,
Head held high.
Smile. Sigh. Repeat.
1,2,3...1,2,3

My mind can spin
Tales of love, but
The story of my body
Remains unwritten.
1,2,3...1,2,3
Julia O'Neary
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