Party like there's no tomorrow.
No- I'm too tired for that.
But maybe I'll turn on my imagination and the right kind of music.
No- I'm too tired for that.
But maybe I'll turn on my imagination and the right kind of music.
And then Cinderella may emerge,
and all the stress will seep out like melted cheese.
Her occasional relief stance.
Dance.
Like there really is no tomorrow.
Frustration.
Like there is no tomorrow.
Beauty.
Like there is no tomorrow.
Fatigue.
Like there is no tomorrow.
Emotion.
Like there is no tomorrow.
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