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My Dance.

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I run across the distances,

And I find them all.

I dance, I sing,

I do a twist in a whirl.

When asked-“Why do you dance?”

I replied-“Oh! It’s my whim,

Which talks to me.”

I am jubilant,

I am worthwhile,

Just give me a chance,

And I will show you my true spirit,

And make you visible to yourself,

While, you thank me,

I bow my head,

With pride and I asking you humbly,

“Sir/ Ma’am, can you watch me dance for a while?

It’s my bread,

My life,

My friend,

My God,

It’s all in all,

And without it,

I can’t stand any tall.”

Adios!

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The Bay.

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The beach is completely smoky, smogy and grey.

Passing by it feels a delay in making what maybe called a veil.

But you know, if the veil is gone,

It is the sea and the bay.

Completely amazed now.A mixture of rain and hope. Foam and water.Fish and antelope?

Nope.It is not Africa.

But might be the same with the African sea.

Sand and galore of water.

The fishermen are away.

Actually they are the dots on the horizon or near the bay.

Adios!