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Dancing to the beat, the rhythm never stops, the song goes on, and the words keep changing, everyone has a different song, with different music, and different words, and a different beat, everyone keeps dancing, thinking up their own moves, never ending song, the dance steps just keep flowing, and the music just keeps going, all the songs just keep playing, as the words keep changing, even till your time is up, you can still keep dancing, keep moving and singing, because that beat keeps coming, like the seconds ticking away, at the end of the day, you're worn out so you sit down where you are, but the beat keeps going, the beat of your heart, never ending, you look up at the sky, and slowly doze off, and dream a dream of dance, your goal, your romance, your song, your chance, your love for the music, inside your head, the voices that you hear that sing your words, and you wake up, the sky is so lovely, it reminds you of your dream, only better, and you realize what a good painter God is, and you make a new goal to be almost as talented as Him, to blend so smoothly, contort the colors to your liking, to explain life with pencil strokes and paint, blended mixtures to teach about the dance, the beat, the song, the music that never ends, that flows through everyone, that changes every day, but you can't ever keep it still, because it keeps going, keeps moving, but stays so beautiful, like the sky…
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