SIENE MICHELLE PALIZZI
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I Run

The turbulent wing
Brings us to the storm
Lightning on the brow
Of my eyes
So I cannot see anything
Beyond the edge.

I can feel my way though
The earth is not round 
To the touch
The air sinks in
Dense
I run and run and run.
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