Life's Ballet
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Deep within, pain stirs itself again and again,
increasing wounds still left behind of childhood
and life.
It brings me up short, stumbling and falling,
yet in mind, pirouetting like a ballerina, as
I contemplate and write continuously day to day
and minute to minute.
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