Yay for breaking all the rules of good poetry... Or rather the good rules for non-lazy poetry. Ok well... it doesn't have the word soul in it at least.
Dancing in the moonlight
I want to not be mad
Dancing in the starlight
I want to not be sad
For in the twilight darkness
The two are much the same
But with sun, walls fall down
To stand apart again
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