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Dancer I want to dance until my feet are bleeding (Feel the music rising up from the wet red flesh To my soul; my skull) Until everything is bright and blurry Rhythm pounding through my heart My head I’ve lost touch with reality My own cadence meshing with the song I am Spinning Spinning Spinning Down (Melting like a hot candle) Splaying passion Up again Rising Up up up Defying gravity (stretching further) Unearthed like Demeter’s flowers I am a dancer
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