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  • I can feel it breathing
    inside the shell of me
    vibrating on the frets
    of hearts strings
    frazzled by life

    swinging trapezes
    tugging on a dare
    it can all end
    in a heartbeat
    which I deny

    rummaging through
    a litter of tried and untrue
    I pretend it’s only a poem
    crying for a voice

    a yellow chick struggling
    with first peeps
    unaware white wings
    will come
    in their good time.

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