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Aug 2013
I would rip my spine in half,
walk on a broken foot until it falls off,
I would ignore every bandage until I bled out
if it meant I could keep doing what I love.

I'll never understand how people are alright with missing out on chances they get to move and glide and float and be completely alive under a spotlight, the whole world looking at you because you're telling a story with body rolls and pointed feet.
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