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The needle drops, and there is a light pull on a lover's hand The needle lifts to rest once again Fingers brush, not sure if they are permanent A multiplicity of canva Each being filled With a lover's new muse The needle drops Fingers brush, never To touch again
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
Tangents on the Dance Floor
The needle drops, and there is a light pull on a lover's hand The needle lifts to rest once again Fingers brush, not sure if they are permanent A multiplicity of canva Each being filled With a lover's new muse The needle drops Fingers brush, never To touch again
julia-hunter
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
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