Dance On
Deserted Fair Whispers seeping. Song notes tapping. Noises echo within. Silent thoughts, wander forth, grow and resonate, on distant tones, that take flight. Ramble on,...
Deserted Fair Whispers seeping. Song notes tapping. Noises echo within. Silent thoughts, wander forth, grow and resonate, on distant tones, that take flight. Ramble on,...
The Dance There are days when the band never comes; There are days when the music flows; There are days when a single clear flute...
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