The music stopped with a flutter of her eyelids,
But nobody on the dancefloor minded,
She spoke in song; We told our truths in dance,
And I was a fool for ever thinking I stood a chance.
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10th July, 2022
10th July, 2022
The music stopped with a flutter of her eyelids,
But nobody on the dancefloor minded,
She spoke in song; We told our truths in dance,
And I was a fool for ever thinking I stood a chance.