I hear your footsteps at my door
And dream of dancing on the floor
And sweat and rhythm make for life
Hope has music for the pain.
I fear to hope for things I dream
And dreams they scare me in the night
But happiness is wet and clean
And hot upon the ones who fight.
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Beautiful and hopeful!
Thank you for saying so.
Love it! 🙂
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