Day 183: Spin
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the world can keep spinning
and it will
the storm can keep screaming
high and shrill
but i’ve got a space in the center of it all
that’s tight and still
like a piston in her house
moving
moving
pumping
beating
holding perfectly
in contained fury
·
hold me like that
again
a little while longer
lift me like that
again
til i feel a little stronger
and breathe
in the middle of all this mess
we might just pass the test
if we breathe
’cause the eye of this storm
is solid and warm
when i’m standing my ground
in these enduring arms
that you offer
and wrap me in
completely
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