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My Circle
My circle is built for two . . .
I will stand in my circle . . .
Alone . . .
And wait.
If you step inside my circle . . .
You must come alone.
I stand in my circle . . .
Alone.
If someone else enters the circle with you,
I will leave it.
Because . . .
If you stay in that circle with them,
It will become yours.
I will then build another circle . . .
It will become yours,
If you stay in that circle with them.
Because . . .
I will leave it,
If someone else enters the circle with you.
Alone,
I stand in my circle . . .
You must come alone.
If you step inside my circle . . .
And wait . . .
Alone . . .
I will stand in my circle . . .
My circle is built for two . . .
Jeff Gaines
3:45 p.m.
Tuesday, October 31st, 2000
(Now that you've read this from top
to bottom ... read it from bottom to top.
The poem is a circle! I
repeated this for all nay-sayer's in "Our Circle" as well!)
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