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Dancing on the hardwood floors Careful not to slip But it's hard to see In this pitch-black room The light journeyed afar to say hi to an old friend Who needs a little bit of light Right now The smell of lilacs My mother's perfume Invades the pitch-black room
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May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:11 PM UTC
Dancing, A Pitch-Black Room, and the Smell of Lilacs
Dancing on the hardwood floors Careful not to slip But it's hard to see In this pitch-black room The light journeyed afar to say hi to an old friend Who needs a little bit of light Right now The smell of lilacs My mother's perfume Invades the pitch-black room
IlliterateCardinal007
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May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:11 PM UTC
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