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Small Red Corduroys

Delight turn, circles stepping


There are no right angles
There is no correct me
Distraught turn, away from me
There is a twist of mind
There is a knowing gone awry
Denial turn, worthiness and safety
There is a lost little boy
There is a sorrow not said goodbye
Destiny turn, curled into a ball in the corner
There is no way to fix the pain
There is no escape
Discovery turn, spiraled up from one point
There is a luminous moment of arising,
There is a spiral stepping; wobbles and radiates
Delight turn, tears twisting
There are no right angles
There is no correct me

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