The Ball
The Ball
Shadows twirl tangled tight
Sparks of color cage moonlight
Silver gowns gleaming bright
Satin spins without a fright
Sonatas sing throughout the night
Secrets hide with all their might
Solemn eyes steal one last sight
Soft adieus clutch them tight
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