Charelle Lewis The DanceThe sun sets on the moon, Under my belly button, Makes me immortal again My soul scatters across the desert plains, Volcano's spew one last time Birthing immortal memories, Forever will the heart dance To beautiful colors of the outside Form the dance of History Hides the truth Of the circulation of life, and its confusions Forever will we question, The value of mobility Everlasting mobility Yet, Together They will make it through
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