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Sep 2011
The blinding lights
shine on glistening faces.
Applause fills the air as music ceases.
I recreate this scene again and again.

My body emulates sentences
with. periods, and commas.
We do this to plant a picture
in their minds.

Constantly evolving,
DANCE is an expression
of the way we feelwhen we fly free
without wings to carry us.
Carson Bell
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Carson Bell
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