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Nov 2014
when she first heard the  music
her soul had already moved within
ancient rhythms  stirred
impassioned thoughts
kindling visions of nomadic dances
endlessly circling the fires
that rose into the night time sky
and then
her feet began to move
sometimes you need to let out the
inner beast
denis j ryan harman
Written by
denis j ryan harman  north georgia
(north georgia)   
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