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When She Dances

It’s when she is dancing That she feels so free The music drives inside Extending to her tips She tells you a story By the smile on her face The shine in her eyes Energy in movement Composure in her stance Strength through her core Fingers reaching for the sky She lunges through the air Lands with grace of a swan Competing with herself Being the best that she can All that she is – expressed All her innocence and pride In the moments of dance Shyness and all that’s inside The perfect imperfections Woven in her story to dance

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Date: 4/21/2014 7:41:00 AM
Watching a dancer giving themselves over to the music is a trancendent experience.
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