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The rush of silver
The city at night
I remember you
laughing, calling my name
We were dancing
in the early hours
like children
So young
And I thought
this would last forever
or at least till the morning
and that this would never come

The city so vibrant
It was coloured with you
In my memory it’s vivid
because of your smile
Your voice so lyrical
calling to me
until we were twirling
so free in the night
And I thought
this would last forever
or at least till the morning
and that this would never come

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