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Some dreams become nightmares

His feet brushed the cold floor, drawing circles on the white tiles

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His feet brushed the cold floor, drawing circles on the white tiles. His smooth moves were craved in the girl's heart as she watched him dance and dance.

"One, two, three. And one, two, three"

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