The dance of two in wild ecstasy ,
Moving like silk in a stormy wind,
None could part the two lovers.
They where like two stars shining,
All but alone on the dance floor,
In the wild madness of passion.
All of those compared faded,
For they never grew tired,
Moving as there was no end.
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Alone he now stands waiting,
For his partner has at last parted,
No promise to rejoin the dance.
Now in a solo of hurt and pain,
His steps of sorrow and tears,
Will never be as once before.
...The dance of two, ended
Gold trophy winner
Honorable mention
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