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Jun 2015
It has begun
Off to my right . . . dancing
Thumbs snapping
Music thumping
In all intensity
We are lookingΒ Β . . .
Looking into the ways

Swaying ,
Chills surging ,
Together saying . . .
Power be to my sunset's moment
Don't steal it away

24 left
No more sound ,
Dancing done
But no less aware
We are not devided in two
As we wait for our sun to rise

12 . . .
When to live
When to die
Sacrifice the truth ? ? ?
Ha !
We paid our dues

Dance now again
Dance like it was an Irish jig
To the last second
Shed not a tear
Nor give in
Wail not , nor whimper
. . . But be brave
Dance life hours life
South by Southwest
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South by Southwest  Trussville , Alabama
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