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Twirling

Updated: Nov 25, 2022

In her hair

My fingers lived forever

Twirling and twirling

Her curls never ending.

Time vanished,

She remained,

Resting on my chest

Twirling and twirling

Forever.

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“Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay to mold me man?

Did I solicit thee from darkness to promote me?”

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