When I was a boy,
all I wanted to do was
dance. And I had
no fear in doing
so.
I'd dance in the morning,
I'd dance at night,
I'd dance inside,
I'd dance outside.
It didn't matter —
and it's all I cared
to do.
Then I grew up,
which doesn't always
mean growth.
And I started to
take notice of all
the other people
on the dance
floor.
Tall, short, skinny,
fat — it...
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