Inside the circle
Prey for nothing
Shedded skin
Will begin again
With backs arching
Tip to tail
Look within
You cannot fail
Still, there IS
A single chance
Tread lightly
Fateful dance
What is real
And what is fake
The space between
or the twisting snake?
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2 comments:
Cool.
Keep it up.
yes! that last verse is perfect. fun to say too!
this is a perfect compliment to that black and red cheerio you painted!what was that one called again? I miss that one...maybe I'll just check you website at www.davidmacri.blogspot.com
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