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they dance, they shake

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they dance, they shake
they remember my name
they know me by my eyes
and my compassionate smile
they sing, they tremble
and I watch them move
in fits and starts
in painstaking ways
unable to control the bodies
they once masterfully owned
they wait, they pray
that one day it might leave them
the ache to regain
their stillness again
I hear them, I feel them
in my heart
and it reminds me
of my own mortality
as I see my fragile self…



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Franco Amati

Franco Amati

Speculative fiction writer from New York. For published work visit or buy me a coffee at