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people don't smile at one
another, the way we used to
and true love is dead
like God, like spring flowers
that never emerged from
underneath bitter winter snow
I look around, and
it's the end of the world
so dance with me
though you kiss like a stranger
I'll forget for a moment
that you are one
if you'll cure my fear of fire
and sway with me slowly
while everything falls,
while everything burns
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