I strolled alone along the arc
Yours crossed mine, bumping me off the path.
You danced in criss and walked in cross,
I spun around and felt your warmth.
The time swung by in its full force
Propelling me beyond your course.
I gently took a long step side
Assessed the picture and chose to march.
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