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meeting you was like learning a new dance uncertain and unsteady at first but eventually learning the steps, and keeping to the beat as time went on however the dance became muscle memory no more passion, no more muse just an empty, mechanical response, series of ups and downs our love was a dance slowly losing its soul it leaves me feeling empty as we are just two skeletons dancing to an mechanical, automatic rhythm
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Aug 5, 2021
Aug 5, 2021 at 1:01 PM UTC
the dance
meeting you was like learning a new dance uncertain and unsteady at first but eventually learning the steps, and keeping to the beat as time went on however the dance became muscle memory no more passion, no more muse just an empty, mechanical response, series of ups and downs our love was a dance slowly losing its soul it leaves me feeling empty as we are just two skeletons dancing to an mechanical, automatic rhythm
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Aug 5, 2021
Aug 5, 2021 at 1:01 PM UTC
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