Dance, that's all you do.
When I can reach you, you flitter away.
You are evermost graceful
While plotting to get your way.
You don't give a second thought
To what I want.
You're two steps ahead
thinking of a new way to taunt.
Fine, have it
For I am done.
I've fought enough
So this is it, you've won.
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