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I was Fourteen
A stranger demands for one dance,
 Took my hand with confidence,
 Held it gently, but firm with guidance, 
 We swayed to my first lesson. I was fourteen.
 
 First the tempo, andante, a sweet waltz
 Then we jazzed to a lively tune,
 That awakened our souls, swung, spun around and around,
 Fingers entwined. I was fourteen.
 
 Eyes surveyed while we possessed the floor.
 Step by step, closer
 Until secured in a harmonious embrace,
 My first lesson remains. I was fourteen.

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