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Rated: E · Poetry · Psychology · #1648379
A symbolic poem.
I want to dance,
With a room full of strangers,
With a fear of criticisation naught.
Strangers,
That I am familiar with by nature,
And not by history.
Those strangers at which will never know me,
For more than one of the generic strangers dancing,
And yet they know me
Infinitely
More than those at which are referred to as "My friends".
For I cannot dance for those with which I am acquainted.
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