Quieres bailar?/an original poem
- msshaksper
- Mar 10, 2019
- 1 min read
Updated: Mar 11, 2019
delusions. allusions. illusions.
with such grandeur they dance
upon the stages of my mind.
a watcher I have become.
I clap my hands,
and I shout:
"Dance you fools! Dance for me!"
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