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Feb 2018
Dancing alone 'till our feet become sore in the dark void of tension with nothing but our tired bodies and tired eyes until 5 am
Our eyes hold on to each other as our bodies move to every note
With each move we become more aware of the unanswered feelings
We are building something beautiful
Meredith Darrah
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Meredith Darrah  17/F/Ohio
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