I Dance to my Own Beat
Step by step
I move to the beat.
Arms flaining legs flapping,
never Graceful my heart beats.
Step by step
I dantce to my own beat.
Making my path,
Tearing my feet.
Scraps and blisters decorate my souls,
Yet the ryhthm pushes me.
So I peresevere,
for dancing brightens my soul.
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