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It was composed of order.
The stage was clean,
carefully arranged. The people
were ghosts of delight
who made magic with their fingers
and carried evolution in their lips.
They went beyond time. Their arms
were brighter than sunlight.
Their smiles defied category.
They nested their bodies gently,
releasing a glow as they moved.
They held memories dear.
They lived and laughed forever.