The girl with a Dream
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Last published Wed, Nov 14, 2018
Her hands made swift sharp movements as they glided through the air, her perfectly arched feet that were covered in blisters and sores pointed gracefully to the floor as she transferred her weight and put her right hand back on the worn, old piece of wood that went around the studio, her forehead that glistened with sweat furrowed as she balanced with no support, her heart made a rhythmic pattern in her ears that signaled that she was doing what she loved, her heart filled with happiness she lived and breathed the sport, she couldn't live without it, determination to finish the steps, pride when you do, that's what it feels like to dance and to be a dancer.
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