|The rising sun does a dance:
A waltz as it embraces the sky
Elegantly crossing the blue dance floor
Until it rests above, so radiantly high
The eager wind dances around
Doing a jig through the branches of trees
It partners with leaves and dust alike
Carrying them off in a carefree breeze
The world itself does a dangerous tango
Each step precise, and made with care
One misstep could throw the whole dance off
So each move is a question, a threatening dare
I dance around throughout my life
Accepting each new partner as a new chance
A spin, a turn, can become so much more
But, for now, I simply just dance
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