The Dance

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Listen under beckoned violets, the raging voices stilled

The dancers followed underwater as the faintly glassed waves filled.

Under the plunge of reasons scattered, leave not thy courage shattered.

 And over the light of wisdom wise, keep these legs running, and thy soul to thrive.

And vaguely she heard a song and a laugh as the lion raged on rave behalf.

The music drifted as cartwheels turned, and ridiculed the oceans last sight yearn.



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