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Sep 2020
He takes you
By the hand swirling
You around in a delicious
Semi-circle

And you will never
Break your legs, dear
You will never
Break your legs

You are
Made to dance
Made yourself so as
To dance and not fall
Or, if you wish, entitle it with The Internal Dancer :)
Me
Written by
Me  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
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     Hannah Christina and shamamama
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