The Escape

I see them out there,

And they see themselves.

I see what they don't see;

they perceive what they can.

So, I'm gonna dance.

I see you, as well.

Your music still enchants.

However, I make my own now.

You cannot comprehend.

So, I'm gonna dance.

He's in that place too,

And attempts to grab on.

But I am fortified now.

The harassment ends there.

So, I'm just gonna dance.

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