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This time I can not dance a

I love this time I do not know. Move in a body that milky sail boundaries. Not knowing where to go. Walk and then stop and then walk again and again to stop. Enter
in a game of reflexes, see me, fascinate you.
The air surrounding sounds.
not a place, not a time.
's your eyes on me. The dark warm
of my eyelids closed.
Your lips tremble ...