Twirling around and around,
I am no longer bound.
No one to hide behind,
No more being blind.
Being entirely free,
I can always see.
Whatever wishes to control,
And whatever wishes to take a toll.
Skating
Twirling
Spinning
Falling
My feet move themselves,
In ever ending spirals.
The ice now my road,
In this frostbiting cold.
Forever skating
Twirling
Spinning
Falling
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