Dance with me, my Lady Dance with me in this snow We will stop feeling our movement
as the numbness leavesa ghostly trail up our limbs,
but just...but just... keep on dancing Because the dance of lifecomes from the heartand not from the world so visibleI do not want you to feel the bumps I want you to feel the rhythm of life Dance with me, my LadyDance with me in this snow I want you to see that... The world can be as white as snow.
We all have those days when we want to believe that the world is crystal clear...despite the violence...the immorality...the racism...the poverty...
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