Riding a wave and dancing among stars,
We glide across the celestial floor,
Making our way from center to side,
Back to front, there and across.
Our toes touch down,
Then break away,
Lifting into the sky
Scents of vanilla on paradise.
Music jumps and shines
Hour upon hour
And then slows.
Beats go down,
And bring with them a ventured look.
To the side,
Morning breaks and carries forth its light.
Day enters our minds
Awakens our senses
And leads us on to the next
Opening ridge.
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