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November 24, 2016

the shuddering,
the safe submission,
the surrender of self into
the centre of a circle
of skin and bone
of light and dark,
where the learning of
arts and crafts and
mystical sciences
and legends are born
and myths are made
and temperatures are taken
and journey are undertaken
and fears are overtaken
and the past is forsaken

dance until the music stops,
dance until there is no more dance,
dance until dance is no more,
until there is only shuddering,
and then only not shuddering,
and then only nothing

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