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As we drifted,
Came to sight, an alcazar.
We entered in.
We passed on
Through royal avenues
And entered
An auditorium.
There were no audience,
But the stage was occupied.
It felt as
Time stood still,
For the ballet dancer
Remained still
In an arabesque.
I observed the candle flames.
They are also still.
Woah!

She swam forth
In that royal air.
I followed.

She stopped at a table,
And spread wide her hands,
Slowly, yet suddenly.
And, opened, an album.
An album of my memories.

Hahaha!
How cute was my childhood!
Oh! Cunning teenage!
And the sweetest mature youth.
Oh my Memories!
Mellifluous, but
Melancholic
That I lack it today.

A spark flew in me
As she grabbed my hand
And glid forth;
Blending to darkness.

So...
Ask yourself all the questions...
Why, what, where etc etc

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Arabesque

Arabesque

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