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Aug 2013
Burning

I feel it

The passion in me

Unstoppable, an impeccable force
Every second
It tingles in my bones
Runs along my veins

With every thump, of my heart
With every pulse through my arteries

I crave

Dancing

Hair whipping
Feet pointing
Arms swinging
Body twisting
Free twirling

I can feel it

The thirst
The hunger

To dance
Express myself
Through body art
Movements
The only kind of art I understand

Relentlessly hoping
For one day
To be set free

Bounding off
To where I first started
A plain white paper
The times where I was able to be creative
Let my inner feelings flow

And paint
Paint my own story
With my body

And in time

I will look back and appreciate
My chest will swell
Pride

I will have accomplished
more than ever before

Because I know
For one

Passion brings you far
It takes you wherever you want
However you want

Because you are the artist
Of your own life story.
Rachael
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Rachael  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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