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2d
You dance around with the words in your mouth
You don’t actually dance
They roll around your tongue
Like melted icecream lingering
You dance around with the words in your mouth
Yet you do not dance
Like a bee sipping the nectar from a new blossom
Words wedding words
Are we waiting for the vows?
Written by
Nightingale  Beirut
(Beirut)   
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