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My friend,
At the end of the day,
At the edge of the city,
We danced.
(I have never danced awake.)
We held each others' hands
And danced in a circle.
Round and round we went.
The one you loved and hated stood watching,
Rejoicing in the dance.

We did not say a word,
We did not draw close,
But we understood.
Things must be as they must be:
They must be painful for us all;
They must be filled with joy.

We understood,
And we wept.

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