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The Battle of a Dancer
It pulses through me as I strive to reach the hieght of my ability. The rythmic awakening of all my senses It is here I find the essence of my inner core Strength, balance, control Energy flows freely It defines me, drives me, gives me purpose and as the world spins into a blur, I have courage. Exilaration,anxiety, happiness and anger are as one as they push me higher A place where the world fades away I am one with music It courses through me and for a moment in time, I find refuge where nothing else matters It hardly exists A battle with myself The battle of a dancer.
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