DC is a place of transience 

People bring their spirits

And those spirits bring their spirits 

Soon the room is crowded 

No not crowded, full 

The room is just too small 

We need to push back the walls 

Make room for all of our selves 

Let our souls breathe 

We can all dance

We can all sing

There is room for all of us here 

This table gets bigger 

I swear there is room

There is 

There is 

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