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There are many times when life
feels like so much spinning.
From the outer reaches of its
orbital chaos I grasp inward,
Trying to reach the core, to
grasp something worth holding.
It is there I find your friendship...
reaching out to draw me back in.
- © David Chiasson.
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Deep within the centrifuge,
In gravity-laden, drowsy spin.
I yearn for the dizzying touch
Of bright-spinning colors,
Reaching out, seeking vision,
I find your image looking in,
Bound by the strong silken thread
Of friendship beyond boundaries ...
... of space or time.
- © Karen M. Cline.
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To... Karen's Book of Poetry
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