And where have those days disappeared
When grey clouds meant wet dances
By the rivers where paper boats lingered?
Why do we suffer when it's dark today?
Once the night meant tender boozy times
And why is the heart breaking now
There where the wound of pain resides?
The silver linings till shine on me
And I'm thrusted into the spotlight;
Come join me there where we are never alone-
The performance is bedazzling,
The journey is one with the flame of the highest light.
Love is healing and no memory really dies,
A dance of gifts for you and the love of life.
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