Sunday, October 02, 2022

Dance

 

Here we are again

--Dancing... in the same tune.

Without knowing,

--Our steps will change soon.

 

Each steps...

Each touch-- your caress.

Will soon be perish--

In the end--

Our dance will end its process.

 

Jr.

 

 

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