blisters
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Alone
climbing alone
sweating on hands
and burning in heart
under those morning gray skies
whose presence softly but rightly underscored
the rhythm and poetry filling my ears
Twirl, twirl on the stage, light as air
Satin cages that hide the despair
Scars and Blisters causing pain
Of a dreams that will soon wain
Take off those satin cages and breathe
