“Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin / Dance me through the panic ‘til I’m gathered safely in / Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove / Dance me to the end of love / Dance me to the end of love / Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone / Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon / Show me slowly what I only know the limits of / Dance me to the end of love / Dance me to the end of love” (Leonard Cohen)

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