Teacher of Dance

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It's the type of feeling I get when I dance. Like i'm not myself, but I am my most self.

Arms extending, pointed toes lifted into stretching legs.

The rush of movement. The tight air going in and out of my lungs in short open mouthed gasps

I'm in love

You taught me

You gave me something to call mine

You gave me something that saved my life

The gift you gave me is the reason I get up in the morning

It's the reason that I haven't given up

What you gave me defines me

It is who I am

I am a Writer

And a musician

And a person with feelings

But you made me a dancer

Thank you

The final chords fade out

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C. G. McGowan

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