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Oct 2020
We use to glide
With nothing to hide
The smile we have
On a waltz we dance

May music won't end
Eternal dance to spend
We tried to hold
And grip with hope

But hope turned cold
My gripΒ you no longer hold
The waltz changed its tone
And now I dance alone
Written by
AgerMCab  48/Manila
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