She is dancing.
She seems careless, happy, unconcerned.
She is dancing. I am watching.
And while my feet are clamped by concrete, she dances my heart to pieces.
She seems careless, happy, unconcerned.
She is dancing. I am watching.
And while my feet are clamped by concrete, she dances my heart to pieces.
 
 
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