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The creation of movement
flows through me.
Right through me.

It moves me and
uses me
to convey,
the message that it can't,
without me.

The move can't be made,
without a soul,
without a beating heart,
without the human aspect or part.

I love the chance,
to prance,
and praise,
and feel the surge,
the urge and burn,
of the magic taking place,
from the form and the pointed toe.

The confidence that emerges,
from my body,
from every extremity.
I smile for the effort,
and shed a tear for the beauty.

The art of my dance.
The art of my untrained dance.
The magic of me, just performing,
for myself.

In an empty room.