~ T.S. Eliot
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Tonight I danced.
We began in darkness, and ended with light.
We began in darkness, and ended with light.
We began with flow, and ended in stillness.
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Life is cyclical.
Life is rhythmic.
Life is mysterious.
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Perhaps the unknown can be opened to as a mystery to be loved,
not a problem to be solved or a demon to be feared.
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