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REHEARSAL
REHEARSAL
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my mind, a ballet dancer,
my thoughts in constant rehearsal.
each idea is poised
at the barre of consciousness,
leg extended, muscles trembling.
some are fouettés, sharp and quick,
a flurry of solutions,
a staccato burst of inspiration,
others, adagio, slow and deliberate,
a sustained arabesque of contemplation,
held by the strength of quiet observation.
there are moments of stillness, too,
a gentle plié, a pause in the music,
a chance to gather strength before the next grand jeté.
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