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Hands held gingerly, each a pace apart I lead in the dance, you bring rhythm to my heart I take my bold steps and you glide across the ground I reach into the air, but your nowhere to be found So I dance on alone holding on to memories Wondering if my steps will ever bring you back to me
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC
The Dance
Hands held gingerly, each a pace apart I lead in the dance, you bring rhythm to my heart I take my bold steps and you glide across the ground I reach into the air, but your nowhere to be found So I dance on alone holding on to memories Wondering if my steps will ever bring you back to me
#love#loss#alone#romance#dancing#missing#awaiting#hoping#memories
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC
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