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Maddness Dance......................9173
DG (9/19/1963 / )

Maddness Dance......................9173

Poem By DAVID GERARDINO

HANGING, suspended in mid air.
I feel like a bird flying into a deep
drink.
IM jolted by a spinning thought,
thats full of scrapes, and loud
muffler sounds, and spiders,
and ghost that wont shut up.
HANGING, suspended in mid
air, i learn to dance in this bipoler
madness, like a clown that wont
laugh.

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very strong indeed
Strong. So strong. Phew! Unraveling suspense...m, knew i could come to you.


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