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There are days When I walk out of the studio, Disappointed with my performance, Because today fear, not dance, Made me finish the steps on time. I can't mug up steps at the flick of a finger, you see. I admit I have been lazy about self-practice. I bet no one dances as beautifully As I do in my visualizations And some days I do amaze myself As I perform the routine. But when fear cripples me, Paralyses my arms and limbs, I wince at the instructor's polite rebuke I knew it was coming. The song is replayed, Batchmates cheer I wake up My passion frees me As I leap into the routine with a 5! 6!, and 5, 6, 7 AND. . . !!
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
The Dance of Shadows
There are days When I walk out of the studio, Disappointed with my performance, Because today fear, not dance, Made me finish the steps on time. I can't mug up steps at the flick of a finger, you see. I admit I have been lazy about self-practice. I bet no one dances as beautifully As I do in my visualizations And some days I do amaze myself As I perform the routine. But when fear cripples me, Paralyses my arms and limbs, I wince at the instructor's polite rebuke I knew it was coming. The song is replayed, Batchmates cheer I wake up My passion frees me As I leap into the routine with a 5! 6!, and 5, 6, 7 AND. . . !!
P.S And you thought your fears never feared you?
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
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