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Pulse pounding beats sing

To memories long ignored

Flash of him dancing

The DJ behind

Spinning records with the flair

Of part-time geisha

He stands there, shirtless

Ethan sees the wolf tattoo and

Quickly feels at home

Dance revolution

The children strive and struggle

For the perfect move

Hands flail, feet move

Eyes closed tight against the world

Striving, striving, free

The taste of cold gin

Fresh juniper on his tongue

Before the slow burn