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One-one-one. Hmmm, something new? Something blu? I see you.

my sole

is standing at the threshold

of a new realm.

One foot in.

Ten toes down.

That’s my town.

Standing half-in,

running confusion through my blood.

Sticks and stones break my bones.

Unsettling—

pooling, drooling down my veins,

causing pain,

such disdain.

Crack the pain.

Ten toes down.

Let go.

Feel the Flo.

Catch the rhythm.

Ten toes down. Drop the board and

Step in.

Take the spin.

You will win.