Spine (re-twined)

A slap in the face.
It enters my mind,
deposits in my spine.
Dust is growing thick on things.
Learning to unwind
this bony, crooked line.
Happiness within.

I won’t break my back
lifting everybody’s weight.
All else aside, do I have the spine?

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