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Her Grace ~ Really Bad Poetry

He watched her

As the music moved her

Over her

In her

Through her

Until she drifted

Gracefully across the floor

To him

As gently as a little boat

Drifting noiselessly

Across the pond

Exactly the way

A bowling ball

Wouldn’t

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