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She wanders alone
Through the bustling crowd A silent figure In the midst of loud. She walks by lovers Seized by the rhythm Seized by the passion But she has no him. She smells sweet cologne Feels electric surge Deep pounding of bass - Excitement can't purge. How funny it is But perhaps more sad That she is lonely At a dance gone mad.
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