filling a gaping hole
prancing and dancing as if by magic
the story is a sound that moves me far away
then melancholy it stirs my emotions to sway
I weep as it captures my all, in tender heart
joy is at an end before again it starts
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How Dare We
We dare to challenge, to fight, in spite of begging to cut ourselves, our nose off see the real in the unrealistic mirror change the way to ...
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