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Aug 2013
It's always been said it's impossible to fly.
I know differently, I've touched the sky.
For a few hours the floor and me,
we create the sweetest love it can be.

It's the world where only beauty exists.
The place where nothing is what it is.
Where perfection can truly be reached.
Where dancing is the way to live.

Gravity looses its hold.
I can find what I thought it was lost.
I let my soul be free.
I cut loose my own strings.

I learn to feel without fear.
Be happy within an ocean of tears.
Forget there's a world outside the door
'Cause in the end it's just me and the dance floor...
Ariadna Parrales
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