en he came back...
yet in silent she sits still
coz anyway on the other side of rooftop
finally a blood rush of passion
found it's way to her zen
Capturing her in the beauty of a paradise
is a realm of perfection to fame
Dance her way... Dance her heart...
Dance her pain....Dance her start
Dance her passion
Dancer she become
b {=^o^=}
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