Spritz the clean into my blood,
Pump my soul with lack of the old.
Continuing spiral winding of control.
A spirit in my mind, to keep my days closer,
A fold in the center to remind me of foreclosure.
Twinkle of time, crept up my spine,
Wiggles my toes and makes me jive.
Releasing my body and strengthening my mind
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