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Last Dance
Mind a bit cloudy. palms soaked with sweat. The more that we talk. the closer we get. To know that you miss me, and that you still care, sends my heart a'flutter, I wish I were there. Yet in my mind doubts, how long will this last? Will it be like before? Like it was in the past? I truly don't know, but I'll sure take the chance, for my lovely bright eyes, I'll save the last dance.
© Richie Croteau
© Richie Croteau
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