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Ahah, I did manage to dredge up a poem for the masses.

 

Doors slaming

The words bite

A symphony

by candlelignt

Losing grip

In the dark of night

we dance our dance

by candlelight

Always wanting

to make things right

we work the hardest

by candlelight

You shout so loudly

that in return I fight

and we make beatiful music

by candlelight

We twirl about

in a dance of flight

my hope is lost

by candlelight

Inside I drown

as our symphony peeks height

you're as alone as I

by candlelight

 

We dance our dance

by candlelight

Our symphony

by candlelight

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