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story 3: disco mermaid

The world is my disco,
Come dance with me.
The beat matters not,
Only I, we, our feet, are free.
Free to dance, run, fly;
Carried by the wind.

I stop.

The wind is singing a song,
A song I do not know.
The wind whispers ‘be free’,
I answer, ‘where shall I go’?
My heart, my mind, my feet,
They all know the way.

I follow.

Spinning shards of light.
Molten sun beams of gold,
Silver sequin stars of night.
Rest.
Sights, sounds, dreams.
The beats, the moments in between.
Ready for the next song.
Ready to dance, be free.

I am.

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