The lights must never go out,
the music must always play,
lest we should see where we are-
lost in a haunted wood;
children afraid of the dark
who have never been happy or good. - George Orwell
Sunday
May I Have This Dance?
We made eye contact right before I flew out the window to dance on the clouds.
You laughed and wished you could join my revelry but knew your father would never approve.
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