Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Time For Dancing

And there will be time for dancing. March on. Crying, sobbing, screaming. Rest up. Raging, chanting, singing. March on. Laughing, hands raised, shouting. Rest up. Linked arms, talking, smiling. And there will be time for dancing.
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