Another Morning

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Another morning.

Her blood seems to be fighting

With her skin.

Her bones are trying to sing

But

All her heart can hear

Is

Rain.

She will keep dancing

To the rhythm

Of the drops.

She will hold

Them as if a lover,

Welcoming them into her skin.

And she will dance again.

I

Will

Dance

Again.

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