i am the burning red of stop
before it turns to go
i am the glass of wine pouring
until overflows
i am the moment of suspense
answers yet unknown

i am the dancer spinning
upon bruised toes
i am the siren wooing
against the ebb and flow
i am the dreamer seeing
more than i should know

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