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Once Upon a Time in the Purest of Dark nights, A Grand Gala glowed, with much laughter afloat. Beautiful Ladies and Gentlemen paired, a mask for the eyes, music for the ears. Through the Gates of shine and splendor, a young, strong willed maiden of humble beginnings, timidly made her way to the hall of Glass and Crystal, of the Moon and Light. Slowly she made her way to the floor, alone in the Light, alone in her heart. Nowhere to hide, under the all seeing glow, the world began to spin into a blur of gold Just when the only way out is to flee, a gentle shadow offered a hand. The Music played a gentle song, coaxing two sides to now become one. Two lonely hearts, once scarred and frayed, sought kindness and trust, honesty and joy. Dance, Dance through the Light. Dance, Dance through the Night. Away from the music, the light, and the gold Towards the moon, the stars, the world To the balcony, the Prince of Shadows, the Guardian of the Night with his Angel aglow. Let the Dancing be Everlasting Let the Moonlight shine ever brightly Two wounded souls now mended and twined Let the Stars be our audience Let the Moon be our Guide |
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