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Feb 2021
At first when we met
I danced to my own beat
To my own toon
That whistled in my ears
But then as we kept talking
Kept growing closer
You became the song
That was evermore stuck
Dancing on the walls
Of my head
Melanie Jackson
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Melanie Jackson  17/F/corning ny
(17/F/corning ny)   
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