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Dance Flame, Dance
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October 2010 Warm, loving and bright, light up my gloomy night,
jitter and twist with the wind, jump around with your momentary life,
fill my mind with optimism, in an otherwise pessimistic situation,
fill my balloon with warmth and love, begin the emotional inflation.
Together move as one, hold on tight to the wicker,
without a flammable object, the odds against light grow thicker,
momentarily you dance around, filling my room with a glow so dull,
share your reflection with condensation, on a glass that is half full.
Remind me that no matter how fearful i am not, there is always a brighter way,
to lighten up a blackout, as i await a brand new day,
remind me to keep on dancing, and to stay strong when the odds seem triple stacked,
for no matter how sudden the power disappears, the dancing flames can pick up the slack.
