Time to dance

The words float off the page

And the paint falls off the canvas

My friends, it must be time to dance

Let's put on some dancin clothes

and show them 

how to get down.

It doesn't make sense

but right now,

we could dance forever.

We could dance ourselves

straight into eternity.



very interesting poem, i like it.

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