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Spiraled Staircase

Spiral

that night,
to write,
to wonder
I sat on the spiraled staircase,
waited to spiral down inside
my thoughts,
my past,
my life ,
then I knew
like it has no beginning,
it is never ending
Like words,
and this poem,

*Experimented a bit, Try reading this poem first from the very first line and then from the very last line in reverse order*. Do comment whether good, bad or disgusting ๐Ÿ˜€

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  5. Very nice ๐Ÿ™‚
    Dunno if you like my suggestion, but I would have made it really like a never ending spiral maybe adding “and that night” at the very end to recall the beginning. So that it would end like that: “Like words, and this poem, and that night”
    You could even write it graphically like a spiral ๐Ÿ™‚

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