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Flamenco
Her feet swirled like the flames whisping through the air
The love between two bodies is dead,
Her lover is dead.
But still she continues to dance.
The rythme moves in her body.
Time has no meaning as the beats race on.
The air is electricfied with movement
But Still she dances.
Her feet move over mountains of pain, gallows of loss
She becomes more fragile with each passing day,
but still she is forever to dance.
Oner final step, one beat, one more swirl of the dress.
With only a single tear caressing the cheek
The day ends, shes comes to a rest,
and the music, stops.
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The firey dance of the Spanish. Inspired by a classical instrumental.