Trade Perspectives
You came into this world alone
Of wind or sound
Down the centuries of man
A dancer
A deep sadness in your eyes
It is that brief moment which unfolds before the soul
Your loving, gentle smile
How many have loved your moments
Of glad grace
From now on we’ll be like strangers
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