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Here is another attempt at a Pantoum. I love the way these poems almost put themselves together at the end as long as you maintain the idea you started with in the first sentence.

In the middle of nowhere
In a place where nothing exists
I throw my arms out wide
And dance with joy in the sun

In a place where nothing exists
But the freedom to do as I please
And dance with joy in the sun
Allowing my soul to be free

With the freedom to do as I please
I don’t have to answer to anyone
Allowing my soul to be free
To be the person I wish to be

I don’t have to answer to anyone
I can throw my arms out wide
And be the person I wish to be
Out in the middle of nowhere.

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About windwalker07

I'm a Jamerican; American born of 2 Jamaican parents. I am a voracious reader, a writer, a wife and a mother of 5 (1 girl). My favorite genre is science fiction but I will read anything. my favorite author right now is Lee Child (this changes often) I listen to all kinds of music but my favorites are jazz, Latin-jazz and classical. I write whatever comes to me and I've learned to start whether I have something or not.

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