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I watched the dancers moving up and down
looking as a hollow tree
and as I sat there hearing not a sound
it seemed that the hollow was in me
I wandered home into an empty room
and watched my breath rise into the air
perhaps I'd come away to soon perhaps I'dcaught her unaware
I waited at her house alone one night
thinking I might just pass the time
I wish she'd see me out here in the light and hold her feelings close to mine
I watched the dancers moving up and down
I watched the dancers moving up and down...
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