Song and Dance
A little giggle
Soft and light
In the darkening night it comes out
No one’s around
I don’t have to be me
I can be me
And it doesn’t matter
I dance to a silent song
The moon and stars are my audience
My mind lifts
Running off with the song
Drumbeats pound in my heart
A wild laugh as I leap through the air
Bare feet landing on the cool grass
Tiptoeing through the bubbling brook
Wind plays with my already unruly hair
The song begins to spill from my lips
Wild as the place I dance
Freedom in every step
My lips curve
To the sound of chaotic peace
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