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Dec 2016
Take me dancing
Door to door in the cold
Our footprints nothing more than
Temporary impressions in the snow
Melting with the morning light-
Take me dancing
Dancing
Door to door in the cold
Until my heart goes stone from old
And I have finally given up
all that I know.
Written by
Elizabeth Reeves  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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   Sanjukta Nag and ---
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