"This is me trying" to dance -- A Taylor Swift fanfiction

"This is me trying" to dance -- A Taylor Swift fanfiction

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What were the chances of meeting Taylor Swift twice in one day? She wondered that, too. When you were 14, you loved to dance and sing. By 16, your world had turned upside down. By 18, you were alone and had to face the harsh world, giving up on your dreams. So you can't believe she's standing in front of you, saying your dancing is great. You were a server and a dishwasher, not a dancer
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