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Dec 2023
(when first I learned my
intellect paled by compare,)

I,
did not weep,
for my eyes
with love keeps

reminding with
every glance,
my intuition
is where my
value lay…

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of course, it a genius creative choreographer,
Lar Lubovitch,
to remind of the obvious
I forget
Poetoftheway
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