Quiet hands, the unseen light,
Favors done in the dead of night.
Sycamore whispers, a touch that stays,
Boléro spins through endless days.
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Quiet hands, the unseen light,
Favors done in the dead of night.
Sycamore whispers, a touch that stays,
Boléro spins through endless days.