Feeling free

The room is darker then i remember.
I seem lighter on my toes as i
dance through row after row to
the dance floor where i get
down and boogie some more.
My mind seems up in the clouds
and i do not want to come down.
I want to stay up there for i do
not want to hit the floor.
I want to sail up in the sky.
I want to put my hands up
and just fly. I want to go on
this feeling like never before
i want to sore for the moon
on a giant balloon.
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Posted: Apr 2012
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feeling good

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