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5 years old or 6 maybe

It was before we carpeted the living room
the record player, or maybe the radio,
you were dancing
socks sliding on the hardwood floor
freshly mopped and dried
I do not remember the song
you were very young
so was I
It was the only time 
I ever saw you dance

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