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My Happiness


Dance is my outlet, my passion, my joy

It takes me away from the bustle and noise

The music takes me to a far off land

Where my body feels the beats and rhythms of the band

I'm brought to a zone where there is no one else 

I'm here alone, it's nice by myself

I see things my eyes can not see

I feel things that may not really be

This is my time and my place

This is my own personal space

The longing and pleasure of my art

The true happiness that lives in my heart

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Dancer14

I'm a high school senior. I am a honors student and competitive dancer.

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