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We all dance,

albeit to a different tune,

all part of a play,

hoping it doesn't end too soon.

Others watch

as we waltz along

wishing they could step

from the throng,

but the dance

is mine alone,

and to the piper

I must atone.

To join my dance

on this day,

may be a steep price

to the piper to pay.

Think twice

before entering the dance,

Back away,

this is your last chance.

Death lies at the end

of this tune,

And its end comes

way to soon.