My dance
Happiness...
Was one thing I never felt,
And never could find,
Until I fell for a dancer.
Each step he took; flawless
Every movement; perfect.
Many, dazed by his performance.
I too, was mesmerized.
Inspired
To become a dancer who inspires all
With his support and guidance
I became a dancer.
And at last,
I found it.
Happiness...
With every flawless step I took
With every perfect movement
I was happy.
This is my dream
My life
My dance...
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