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4.15.2010

3/25/2008 - Nine Lives

In each of my nine lives, time tries,
to stretch off in a different direction.
Each world now open and fresh to me.
These places are the deep spaces,
peered into only when my eyes are clear,
when my heart is strong.

There are times when I feel as if
the heart has been taken out of me.
I think in these times I'm falling free.
Like gravity no longer holds sway,
the dead point between up and down.
This tipping point inside of me.

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