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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2282839

written when I was alone in a room for two years getting eight brain surgeries.

A ballerina
blissfully bended
in blue
reaches out
into the
overbearing
embrace of
empty space .
Hopelessly
hankering for
the fondness
of a familiar face
to set all her
life’s pieces
back into
place .
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