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Jun 2016
One. Two. Three
Two people meet
Two. Two. Three
These people were you and me
Three. Two. Three
We fell quickly.

Together, our movements,
Our thoughts,
Our plans-
Seemed to sync together
Like our feet
Mine following your lead
Around this dark dance floor

But little did we see
That by the time
The night slipped away
Our feet began to trip
Over our own
Over each other's

The universe above
Used all their magic on us
But you noticed it before I did
And so we did not leave
The dance together

One. Two. Three
You left me
Two. Two. Three
You were free
Three. Two. Three
We weren't meant to be.
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