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Music Box Ballerina
I wanted to know that I was real 
 and not blown from glass,
 a music box ballerina
 with a searing hot heart.
 
 The painted lid is lifted 
 and I’ve no choice but to
 spin and spin and spin;
 my expressionless face is flawless,
 except for a crack beneath my jaw.
 
 Sunlight is traded for forced music;
 I gasp and stutter in it,
 used to darkness.
 Dazzled, I shy from the rays,
 and dumbfounded, wish for clouds.
 I cannot stretch and bathe 
 in the sun shards;
 I do not deserve it.

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