The Dance Poem by Ryan Parker

The Dance

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The Dance
Not all that shines is gold.
Her beauty you can not hold.
Her spirit needs to be free.
In time she will let you see.
Like a seed of a flower.
She is pure power.
She starts like the coming spring.
Her love is the greatest thing.
You need not where to go.
She will guide you so.
Soon under her you will be.
She is all that you need.

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