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Jun 2018
Let’s dance, old friend!
Its really been too long
You met my family all to-night!
You seemed to get along.

Let’s dance, dear friend,
For this privilege, we paid a thou
To waltz and twirl, holding each-other
And then to take a bow

Let’s dance, my friend
But only not soooooo formal!
Of course you’re welcome to loosen up
And act just like normal

But dancing, dear friend
Is treacherous waters
Because we get far far far too close

Your hand left my shoulder, and be-cause
We’re older, I know that it wasn’t
A hoax.

It slipped slipped slipped to
My hip hip hip

Perhaps you were tired of twirling and swirling,
Could no longer sustain your hefty arms
But treading the ice as thin as it is,
You know that does cause me alarm.

Perhaps it was a figment of my imagination
How comfortable you were compared to I
Given our past (though it never did last)
I would’ve have thought you to be far more shy.
Written by
Dev  19/F/Australia
(19/F/Australia)   
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         Ahmed Fares, A Simillacrum, Nyx and Traveler
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