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Sometimes at night I go into the streets and dance
my legs are dancing through the darkness
my arms are flying through the air
I am not graceful, not beautiful
simply joyful
my body twists and twirls
and my bare feet patter
the darkness conceals my madness
the stars are my audience
I am all alone now
with myself
and maybe a few angels from heaven
they're looking down,
to me
giggling
after all, I never claimed to be graceful
so I laugh with them
flying through the streets
and then with a burst of energy
I sprint and jump
laughing and out of breath
in love with myself
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