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Sway
Timbre in the air,
Hardened despair
Holds magnetism,
A pulsating prism.
Words, in webbed
Spells -
Spoken
So well -
Absorbed in the ebb/
Carried away
In the
Flow -
Revolving globes
As
Light strobes
Upon
Disrobed strides:
Succulent
Slow…
Immersed in the flow
Emerged, in
Concentric circles
&
Spirals – Converged
Into
Willed ways
Of
Hip’s sway.
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