Till the moon sings

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Tap tap singing in my head closed onto the notes, the rhythm, the feet moving along. Tap tap Lindy-hop or swing. Tap tap jazz soul and heart. Tap tap blood pulsing through my veins, oxygen in ebullition, dancing till the moon sings.

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