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The Smell of Lilacs in a Pitch Black Dancing Room
The smell of lilacs filled the room
We sat around waiting.
Watching and waiting for something,
anything,
to happen.
We sat in the pitch black room,
awaiting movement,
awaiting change.
Then it came,
the change we were waiting for.
The rhythm of the music,
hit our hearts,
and touched our souls.
Then the dancing started.
Soon,
the pitch black room came alive.
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