I make shapes with my body.
I have lined the horizon,
Saluted the moon and
I have lined the horizon,
Saluted the moon and
Looked towards the clouds.
But sometimes,
I move to be small -
Like a circular shell, or
To lower my chin
Away from the world.
By creating forms
True to myself,
They will be different each day -
The slowest form of dance.
They will be different each day -
The slowest form of dance.
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