I can't do that dance.
We can throw ourselves
with abandon, like wild,
tearing gale forces caught
up in trees, roofs and open
windows - that I can do. We
can stand: impassive and self-
sufficient, or some good, strong
approximate of it. We know what and
all we can do: we've done it. I can't
dance around it with you.
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