My hands feel like wings,
When I give them a swing.
My body feels as light as a bird,
And my mind gets absolutely cleared.
The more and more I spin,
The happier I feel from within.
A smile spreads across my face,
A move I don’t consciously make.
I wish to dance,
And jump and prance.
Care about nothing else,
But dance itself.
I wish to dance,
Whenever I get a chance.
Get away from anything tragic,
It’s a feeling of magic.
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