I was taught I run in circles
of friends with the same taste.
I was taught when I move,
you move too. That my voice
is a ribbon in the middle of
your ribs. That your voice layers
over mine like a hand.
Over time, I will teach you
how to return yourself
to the starting position
taught and ready, before
the song you love forgets you.
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