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I have learned how to sing while falling

how to shiver in the summer

how to build bridges in the eye of a forest fire

I have learned how to pull against gravity

how to count against the current

and let the moon hear me scream

I have learned to walk when there’s no ground under me

and to smoke out things that love the flame

how to speak softly and be heard

Maybe I’m teaching myself

cracking apart just to crush parts back together,

I am magnetic

I will never be visible power,

this girl inside me is barely an acquaintance

but I’m so proud of her

she has learned how to sing while falling.