Standing at the center of attention,
singing from heart strings,
in complex keys of chords.
Hearing a song from the sixties,
loving it's rhythms as they sang to
memory in tones of realistic poetry.
Stretching verses into many ideals,
words expressing whatever I'm
thinking in rhyme.
Always where I should be in life,
not letting go of the energy pausing
inside of me.
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