Last Dance

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Your hand crawls onto mine, entwining our fingers together. A whisper came to my ear, "Dance with me," you said as you pulled me closer and placed your arms around my waist.

We swayed in the living room. You twirled me to the song of the wind and came closer to my ear, "This will be the last".

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