March 23, 2013
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Monday, she cries
Tuesday, she dances
She dances when she cries
And now she cries to think
That they are now the same
She dances, she cries
Her love is tainted
Her arms reach, her tears fall
Where is the thing she dances for?
Why do her arms stretch?
Why do her toes point?
Why do her tears fall?

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