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the fear
I remember a time
When my breath would burst forth from my lungs
Eager to greet the day
When the music was all that mattered
When I would dance until my legs could take no more
When people would seek me out
Eager to see me
To speak to me
To ask my advice
I remember a time when
My body
And my mind
And the world
Were synchronised
I got it
It got me
We ...
Saturday 25th July 2015 2:08 pm
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