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Movement
I move
Always
A private chorea
On public display
Tapping rhythms
With feet
Head
Invisible drum sticks
Finger nails
And I rock to and fro
To a silent disco
Just for me
Swaying against the crowd.
Wednesday 8th January 2020 11:56 pm
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