and dancing
There is something sleeping in me
waking now,
windows long shuttered, flung open
and movement gathering in the old dark.
I think there will be fire.
And dancing.
There is something sleeping in me
waking now,
windows long shuttered, flung open
and movement gathering in the old dark.
I think there will be fire.
And dancing.
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