Circ Poems - Poems about Circ

...Birth, with stars in her eyes, exploding with mirth. Mollycoddled, swaddled, passed off by nurses. Aperture opens, closes - checking out earth. The peacock calligrapher inks fair verse......

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...Thank God to be back in the position to not care again words seem to be caught between the rain and the wind I am so tired of striving to win can't do it isn't it so much easier to just fall down ......

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