End of March

There is waltz, a dance. 1 2 3 1 2 3.
Feet, hands and twirls, around and around.
Dizziness is so easy to catch if your eyes can't stay still.
My heart thumps. boom boom. (never forget this sound, it might save your life. )
Travels are for those who knows the steps and when you forget you're a bird
without wings, a writer without words, a heart without sound.
Music can't be everything if you've forgotten that feet can move and hands can talk.
(fingers crossed, I love you, hello goodbye, remember)
No teacher will be there forever.
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