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dances of our own

Lightning dances on my walls

shadows of the past race with the roll of thunder

faces

places

traces of you

daughters are made on nights like these

 

The cool breezes of my youth move through me

memories

hope

you sat on my lap and my boyhood dreams were answered

you smiled at me

 

this tempest will bring new life

new hope

and dances of our own

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Jul 28, 2011
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