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Oh, when the music sparks the night,
we’re spinning like a memory reborn in light.
Every step is a spark,
every touch is a flame in the dark.
Oh, we’re shining like a silver dream,
moving to a melody we once believed.
Hold me close, hold me tight —
when the music sparks the night.
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