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Always follow your dreams Even if they involve Lions Elephants Motorcycles Flying through the air Meeting an alternate version of yourself Talking to invisible creatures Throwing pie at people Interpretive dance Singing in nonexistent languages Walking on the celing Contortions Swallowing fire and blades Leotards Hoopskirts Facepaint Masks Or flashing lights Because in the end When other people see it They'll either laugh with you Or stare, breathless and in awe
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
What The Circus Taught Me
Always follow your dreams Even if they involve Lions Elephants Motorcycles Flying through the air Meeting an alternate version of yourself Talking to invisible creatures Throwing pie at people Interpretive dance Singing in nonexistent languages Walking on the celing Contortions Swallowing fire and blades Leotards Hoopskirts Facepaint Masks Or flashing lights Because in the end When other people see it They'll either laugh with you Or stare, breathless and in awe
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
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