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Apr 2017
The house lights dim
The chatter fades
The silhouette of a woman
Starts to dance away
To her own silent tune
She plays in her head
And a girl in the crowd
Stares in awe
And wonder
With a nod to the beat
Of the dancer's feet
DeAnn
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DeAnn  18/F/Seattle
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