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Apr 2016
I took a glance
Towards those who dance
And just by chance
I saw this vagrant lass
Radiating beauty like a star of colossal mass
So eloquent with her every pass
She swirls and weaves
Smiles and receives
I wonder if it is I, she perceives?
Written by
Brandon Amberger  27/M/New York
(27/M/New York)   
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