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She hesitates
Just a moment Like the second after the jump Before gravity takes hold Like the instant between breaths Before the lungs expand again Silence She begins Just a whisper Like the rustle of a bed sheet That hushes like the morning doves Like the motion of the death of leaves Waltzing with the pavement The silence seeps between her teeth Like expanding secrets swallowing sound There is silence now
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