Ana Shatzy Poems

My motor is gymnastics
It is my reason to wake up
My reason to get through the day
And feel nothing can go wrong
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I was outdoors
The air was cold and clear
I was walking in a mountain path
And I was passing by
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Hidden from all eyes
Hidden by a veil
A veil of darkness
In which I reflect
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I silently walk
Knowing you are gone
And I am still here
I scream you name
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