she fell off a deer, a stag—running
through the bush, up north
on a bet with her cousin, $200
she wouldn’t do it: leap to its back
catch the rhythm of life outside
her circle; her noose
of a circle—
Engaging the Life of the Soul
she fell off a deer, a stag—running
through the bush, up north
on a bet with her cousin, $200
she wouldn’t do it: leap to its back
catch the rhythm of life outside
her circle; her noose
of a circle—
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