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Feb 2011
I used to turn like a wheel on the grass

to embrace that in fact, I felt happiness.

Until one day I watched

a boy take a powerful turn

that snapped his limb in half.

I tried to turn my thoughts away,

but I was silent out & in,

except for the reverberating sound

of that break in his pretzeled leap.
Sean
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