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The Dance Of Dances
Everyday is a dance with tide
A jump, a sway, a shake and stride
Like a bamboo, we must dance
If we must dare the twist of chance
Whether the wind is to east or west
The one who dares the tide comes best
No matter what storms may blow
There is a move for us to show
We must sway to where wind may blow
There's always hope if we dare to glow
So with the gleam of the neon light
We must dare the dance of night
Copyright ©
R. B. Cawis
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