Gliding

You say you notice everything about me You laugh and say I walk like I’m ice skating Feet bounding ahead in a circular motion As if that makes it easier to keep moving forward

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Outbursts

I have a theory That every blue moon, gold spills off my tongue Unravelling out of my mouth like a seed in bloom After a long winter of nothingness   It scares people

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