October 5, 2014

Run softly, run true

through the night, a current runs, the undertow is bent on having its way - the movement, the waltz, only the brave dare to dance; so dance with me, only the steps you know; step into me, remember, can’t forget, don’t regret;  hold my hand, take the step,  run softly across my heart.                                                                                                                                          

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