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Life In The Park
wobble back
into childhood
with the ice
first step on
off and glide
wear your feet
in these leather
gloves
laces slide and
you hold toes
tight in
till balance back
becomes flight and
semi-confidence
try a turn
maybe memory
is not as strong
as your
centre of
gravity
Love,
Muse
From The Diary of An Unlisted Muse 