So, apparently that's it and that's
the way it's supposed to be
No fight just a
two-step dance
Around the things that are still
unhealthy
Maybe there was a moment there, Maybe there was
not
All I know is that the world
sparkles
less
When the music stops
I've tiptoed over
crocodiles and
tangoed in quick
sand
I've waltzed upon volcanic rock but
howe'er it starts it
ends
I claim no fairy tale this time but
I wonder as of late, how
Cinderella felt the moment
after
her lovely dance with
fate
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