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 Jan 2019
Roses79
Three steps forward, two back, one to the side. A dip, one turn, and a clasp of hands.  Bubbly toasts and a warm embrace. One cycle over, and a new dawn across the sea.  One pinprick of light for all the hours not yet seen.
New Years

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