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Tonight We Dance
She raised her glass to a space of fragrance gifts of perfumers and chefs bees for our banquet. "Tonight we dance." Her glass rose and so did theirs. "Outside this stained window lose specs forced to shake water flushed from the sky as if migration made it light. Zeus and Thor collude against our dinner feast abhorred by its stature green isn't color that fits. Nevertheless, tonight we dance." And her glass rose again with them cheering it. "Youth flee their lessons burdened with pesky and serious concerns long past their tender. For what of their guardian, exhausted will she manage? the pilling of warnings? of crossroad endings? Regardless, tonight We dance." And her glass rose again, they're lost at her turn. "Broken close their eyes to their fate and its price they planned for luck solely but got struck instead. Their doctors prescribed but held was their fund for useless is the mallet to the insurance wallet. Anyway, tonight WE dance." And her glass rose again but gone was their wit. "Looking-in hands implore, forsaken howl at our spoils like wolfs without a den or a pack to take them in. They'll surrender to the rain and recoil to any found dent of this majestic construction to remind'em where they stand. All the more reason, TONIGHT WE DANCE! Because we can!" And she gulps the wine. Slowly the stunned room, in its palpable gloom, was silently emptied. The extravagants gone. "Good, only I remain, let it linger just the same in their spoiled brains. For we alone hold the chains."
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