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A story

Let me tell you about the time; I danced with angels, Spinning white robes, fish hooks to my eyes. Words filled with warmth, alien to my life. I laughed with demons, Red shiny horns, tickled my bones. Their comforting touches , burnt my hopes. I met you, You were sitting, I wasn't looking. We can be quite, got a story for you tonight.

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