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Dec 2017
They dance
The music moving them gracefully through the steps
Their shadows intertwine and become one

They dance
Their feet tracing an endless pattern on the floor
Their hands locked together in a vice-like grip

They dance
Eyes locked on each other
Feet tracing an endless pattern
Hearing nothing
But the melody
Feeling nothing
But the rhythm of the music and their beating hearts
Glow
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