She danced her way through the morning
The songs of the night before singing in her mind
If anyone could see her they might question such unabashed joy
They might be afraid of such raw emotion
But, she was alone with her thoughts
No one was going to see her smile
No one would see her dance through her day
Her happiness was hers alone
She knew that what she was feeling was special
And never guaranteed
So she cherished every moment of it
And since the music continued to play in her thoughts
She just kept on dancing
The Perpetual Vagabond 
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