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Behind The Grace

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Behind the grace you see onstage given by a ballerina, is hardwork. Everytime people tell you, you look effortless onstage. It takes blood, sweat, tears, exercise, diet, blisters, pain and passion just to look effortless. 

We may look graceful. But behind the grace, it took and a lot of painful to look graceful. 

Mary takes you along with her, on her long and enduring journey to her dream of joining her local ballet company as an official ranked Member.All Rights Reserved

ballet career contemporary dance hiphop love short

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