My very essence, most centered core
does where grows a love
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My Love sets both into motion.
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Spinning, dancing, a ballet divine.
Finale nearing, the curtain drops,
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heavenly bliss, my soul entwined.
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Standing, leaping...
...it floats away.
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I cannot help it, my soul must rise.
Turning 'round, looking down
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from Zenith it shouts,
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