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The Dance

The prospect of the dance is so appealing

The lifts and throws will leave you reeling

The dance begins, I’ve not reached the floor

The chase is on as I exit the door,

Of my house, I’m on my way

A choice I make everyday

Do I go or do I stand still

Good or bad my head to fill

As soon as I leave, I feel the pain

To dance with the devil has no gain

The more I dance the pain increases

My heart and mind the pain then teases

Learning new moves, I get drawn in

It triggers the pain, I just can’t win

Quick feet and partners to the fore

A vicious circle to the core

Make the choice, don’t set out 

The only way, I’m in with a shout

Grab that thought when I want to go

Talk with friends let someone know

For the dance is a monster, dark and deadly

Time to play a different medley

It’s time to live again

John Lowton

October ’22’

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