The sound of a stick smacking against wood brings us out of a dream; brings us to this instant. The rose withers, but the perfume remains. One song ends, another begins; the dance goes on. Like any love story there is a beginning and an end; but not always in that order. We seek to know who we are without realizing what we are not. If I show you the darkness will you see the light?
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