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Three-ring travesty.

Stamped: 9.6.08

Traipse over the wall, trapeze,
soaring through my mind.
The spotlight's pinned
to you.
The audience holds a collective
breath of suspense
as you suspend yourself
in my mid-air mind.
Reach--

and fall.
The audience is terribly
disappointed. But
you're safe, my dear.
Your safety net
is my heart.

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