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Feb 2019
i danced with you in madness,
danced, because i wanted to,

i’ve had enough of sadness,
i took a breath, that was my cue,

you were standing there and talking,
talking to a guy in blue,

and i just started walking,
without knowing what i’m gonna do

you see i’ve seen in blindness,
but now the world is blind instead,

since when did clocks go timeless,
and why my cheeks are burning red

i know it’s you, the reason,
the reason why i think at night,

no, i couldn’t call it treason,
it’s you, for whom i’d always fight

we slow danced with the sparks,
kissed with eyes and met with soul,

but then you figured arcs,
and only told, a dance you stole,

with air you turned direction,
and like the rain you eased away,

now i weep at my reflection,
your dance was nothing but a play.
pa3que
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pa3que  18/F
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     Perry, Juneau and Em MacKenzie
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