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Dance

It’s the essence of sensation, the elastic feel in the body, spiritual flame in the heart, the wild movement that lights up earth and sky. It’s the centrifigal force that radiates mood’s sunshine, the moment of unexpected torque, infinitely complicated yet simple in its sublime resonance. Each step is gifted, each step an idea, a word unspoken, a poem in the making. For dance is flux and motion, a viseral trance, a carefree discipline of endlessness promising bright tomorrows until the final release beyond earth-bound dimensions.
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Aug 18, 2022
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