06/06; come duze

Tonight I danced with fear.
I felt the danger touching my fingertips
And so I held it and serenaded it with my courage.
It was like a breeze of air on a scorching day
You are so taken by the pleasure of the moment
You lose sight of the of the possibility of a storm that may be brewing.

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