Dancer's Thoughts | #MindOverMatterContest
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Complete Sun, Jul 30, 2017<5 mins
"Can you recall an instance where you felt the negative voices were bringing you down, but you were able to rise above them?"
Aaleah: Many times. Many many times. It's probably a very bad habit.
"What happened?"
Aaleah: insecurities happened.
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