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evening guest so elegant a dress dance my mind to dust on the shelves Beauty herself leaves my mouth wide open ballrooms and Dazed plumes the Threat of dance always in the room yet still I hope you'll take my hand
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 11:48 AM UTC
First Dance
evening guest so elegant a dress dance my mind to dust on the shelves Beauty herself leaves my mouth wide open ballrooms and Dazed plumes the Threat of dance always in the room yet still I hope you'll take my hand
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 11:48 AM UTC
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