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silent waltz

her hair smelled like woodsmoke and pine needles

his hands were big with fingers long

slowly they danced

not minding the time

barefoot by the fireside

no music except that humming

through hearts

in quiet harmony

woodsmoke and pine needles wafting on the breeze

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