As if by magic

  As if by magic      I’m led blindfold into the Dilworth’s front room My knees tremble, tummy turns. I’m eight years old.   My knees tremble, tummy churns. Other kids giggle. I pick out Andrew’s.   He let me hold a baby chick in my palm Its warm heart...
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