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Sometimes when I close my eyes, I picture myself dancing.
It's a strange thought, sense I don't know how.
But still, there I am...spinning round and round.
The whole world is watching me, eyes set.
I am not watching them.
Instead I am listening to the pattern of my steps.
Tiny drums of grace.
For a brief moment, when my eyelids are shut...
I see doors opening all around me.



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