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Cascading In Black

As the keys start to play, The room begins to whisper… Trying to understand its coded message through the wind Many can only sit wonder, While others clap as if they were thunder. Cascading in black… With a casual dress with black and white… Her partner similarly clothed, Gently caressing the body of his other soul… Both with grace, they sing they dance And play in a very curious way. Sitting alone in the hands of ones soul… Joining as one, For a brief moment only a few will be able to see The beauty I hold with thee… With the touch of this last key… I will bid thee fair well… For my night ends with D…

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