Dance Away Our Sorrows
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Tomorrow is wrapped in a gift called the present
If you find yourself low, it's time to begin the ascent
Some people spend all their lives waiting for a godsent
Instead, we turn up and dance away our sorrows
No one has a choice over the country they're born into
But we can choose a mood we want and a partner too
Many people go around looking for a God to cry to
Instead, we turn up and dance away our sorrows
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Nice poem.
Thanks for the compliment
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