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It's the music of life that compels me to dance And I know that my steps Were not set in advance Blindfolded I move In the rhythm of Waltz Of Flowers..
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Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 4:19 PM UTC
Dance, don't listen
It's the music of life that compels me to dance And I know that my steps Were not set in advance Blindfolded I move In the rhythm of Waltz Of Flowers..
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Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 4:19 PM UTC
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