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on a musical workout 111704

October 30, 2006

I danced alone
   but spirits bounded ’round me!
Both my own and those otherwise,
   those that like dancing.

And sweet sounds filled the air,
   and candles lit the space.
And sweat dripped from my brow
   and my heart kept pace.

I panted, using the air,
   offering it still to those
   who need it not
And I romped and rustled
   and the flames flickered
   and the breeze swirled.

All in my little dorm room.
All in my temple.

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