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Eventually.

The music fades.

But the dancer continues.
An eternal dance.

With misery.
And shattered dreams.

Twirling.
Stumbling about.

Lost in the fog of darkness.

What lies beyond the fog.
Would one dare to even contemplate?

Sigh.

Is there any kind soul.
Who is willing to show me.

The lighted path.
Out of the fog.

Until then.
The dance of a lost dancer continues.

In silence.