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Dec 2014
At the center
of everything
there is a beat-
of a heart
of a drum
that carries all life.

It all moves,
fluxes, and flows.
a waltz, then a foxtrot.
It doesn't matter,
it's all the same-
                            same life force, same song.

I, too, hear that music,
and so I dance.
C E Ford
Written by
C E Ford  28/F/Atlanta
(28/F/Atlanta)   
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