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Searching for the rhythm
to make my poem flow.
Searching for the yes
to counterbalance my no.
It gets easier with time
to let everything go
to get off the teeter-totter
of high and low
The mindset of cancer
is to always grow.
To truly luxuriate
is to take it slow
I try not to react
to the illusory show.
Without all the friction
I can more easily flow.
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