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12 January 2015

Temporary Bliss

I danced barefoot on broken glass
to music no one else could hear
jumped up and down and shook my ass
I danced barefoot on broken glass
forgetting even this will pass
memory bound to disappear
I danced barefoot on broken glass
to music no one else could hear

Triolet Poem
Copyright © 2015 by Patrick B Vince

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