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a{jar} of honey
A waltz
One, two, step, together
Hand in unlovable hand
On our way down the hallways
Dark-ringed circles spotlight the floor
As we move in and out of the light
And we move past a partly open door
That says
“Do not enter”
Written on a small note
I wonder why I can’t go in.
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