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The rhythm wakes up Underneath the microscope It regains all hope The molecules dance Never stopping the spirit Provided by us The dance floor is open Looking for atoms split in half Couples jive the runway In a tiny world The truth connects through tiptoes Make every step count
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 7:44 AM UTC
Tiptoes
The rhythm wakes up Underneath the microscope It regains all hope The molecules dance Never stopping the spirit Provided by us The dance floor is open Looking for atoms split in half Couples jive the runway In a tiny world The truth connects through tiptoes Make every step count
ian-cairns
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 7:44 AM UTC
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