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An evening of heart
There's no radio that mixed signals anymore
The song is clearly twirling around the core
Spinning around dresses and tafts
Swaying the breaths and soothing the hands
Silver sparkling comes out in the eyes
Of those who dance and sing and jump
The ball is in flourish, silk flowers bloom
Carrying around the smell of perfume
The softness whispers and the coolness glazes
For open windows bring in fall hazes
Lights dim in candelabras twinkling and gold
Waiting for the world to get coated up in snow
To blink at newly born ice crystals soaked in the moonlight
For, although the inside colorful and bright,
Grey outside longingly misses the white
To dance with glimmers and pixies and golds
To bring with it pureness and see what unfolds
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The song is clearly twirling around the core
Spinning around dresses and tafts
Swaying the breaths and soothing the hands
Silver sparkling comes out in the eyes
Of those who dance and sing and jump
The ball is in flourish, silk flowers bloom
Carrying around the smell of perfume
The softness whispers and the coolness glazes
For open windows bring in fall hazes
Lights dim in candelabras twinkling and gold
Waiting for the world to get coated up in snow
To blink at newly born ice crystals soaked in the moonlight
For, although the inside colorful and bright,
Grey outside longingly misses the white
To dance with glimmers and pixies and golds
To bring with it pureness and see what unfolds
© All Rights Reserved
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