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The melody remains, a ghost haunting the floorboards where we once spun.
Rater 16 5mo
The music lingers in the empty hall long after the dancers have gone home.
The melody remains, a ghost haunting the floorboards where we once spun.
The music lingers in the empty hall long after the dancers have gone home.
I find it hard to believe those boards still hold a song, though I wish my heart could trust the echo as much as you do.
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