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tai chi (Free verse) by tiamat
balance is a thing like a knife, you have to hold it just right. running quickly, you are falling between each step. each foot reasserting control in a split moment skimming over the ground in a way that birds cannot master you must let your breath go there's no use keeping it if there's no more to be had you are already dead.

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