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If there was one thing a certain paint soquili couldn't forget, it was that vision he'd met so long ago. Eager to "dance" with him into any lapse of time it seemed. She'd gone away and he understood that but now his heart said otherwise. His partner, she was what he missed, and only if he'd told her how he felt as they stood by the stream.
But he was being polite and a gentleman.
Every step he dedicated to her. The poetry in motion that he was longing to see again. Taking onto the deer path he galloped away from the clearing out in the great world to find her again.
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