Her last smile.

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"Point your toes and float your hands up above your head" The pink leotard and white tights flashed along the mirrors on the wall, her black leotard and blue tights stood out like a yellow daisy in a field of roses, or a vibrant red poppy flower  in a boutique of white peonies. "Chin up and eyes down" She moved slow, her thin knees looked as if she were a paper doll attached to fishing wire. The teacher called on her "please show the class the routine,  you preform with such elegance and grace, the other girls could use some help from you." And she danced. When she was finished the class applaused, and she smiled. Her perfect pink lips rolled above her perfect pearly white teeth, and then sunk back down to their original position and she rushed back to her spot on the bar.

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