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Bodies that move as mysterious as the night Threshing and weaving into blankets of flight A quilt woven meticulous with heirloom care, Yet taken apart-- piece by piece, square by square: After the upsurge and the spiral And the crescent and the descent, The smiling eyes and warm faces Suggest this magic carpet ride Was time truly well spent.
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 7:37 PM UTC
Dancing Days (On The Island)
Bodies that move as mysterious as the night Threshing and weaving into blankets of flight A quilt woven meticulous with heirloom care, Yet taken apart-- piece by piece, square by square: After the upsurge and the spiral And the crescent and the descent, The smiling eyes and warm faces Suggest this magic carpet ride Was time truly well spent.
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 7:37 PM UTC
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