dancing in the moonshine
dancing in the shadows
dancing until there's morning light
that's creeping in the windows
dancing through the starbeams
and dancing through their glimmer
dancing through the entire night
or until the stars look dimmer
she spins around the darkness
and twirls about the gloom
she leaps right through the moonshine
and happily meets her doom
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