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Thursday, 9 June 2016

Poem: Dance Plot

They watched on, as we danced, 
As the plot unfolded, 
As the night progressed; 
And they watched on, in silence, 
As we moved across the tile - 
Moves one likened to a chesspiece. 

Has time somehow stopped? 
And from our dreams awakened, 
Demons of a love deepened- 
Through the bleeding of old scars, 
Shattered pieces of cracked mirrors, 
And received no signs from the stars... 

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