I fly, I soar, my lungs can't get air

The beauty, the freedom, it's beyond compare

I can't get enough, the joy overwhelms

Performance I live for, above all other realms

My feet may ache, my back may break

I may never dance again

My hips may scream, my posture might lean

But for all this I feel I win.


Nothing gets me going quite like this and I love this thrill

Nothing else is as important as dance and my indomitable will


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