A heavy heart makes heavy eyes lids lighter
The pitch black room looms and soon grows brighter than
The moon-lit streets as they water dance with light poles
As the cars try to cut in. The stars all disco ball
The flowing dance floor but this dancing with the
Stars episode boasts no marketing appeal. The
Tennessean's ink flows right below the hill
As it writes of the fight that the city will rebuild.
And the fright that the night might strike down and kill
All the resilience that lives while the cloudy skies spill
Clear tears in abundance. All of a sudden the grounds bow
In reluctance, bleeding its brown essence as the abduction
Of its stability takes place...
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