Dance+Concert_Brittany

And the sea of faces, The audience, Slowly disappears. I know I’m ready, however...  My stomach is aflutter, And I’m surrounded by my nervous classmates. The music starts. I enter, The soft floor of the stage Supports my feet. In this moment, I feel that I am Meant to be here.
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 * The lights dim,

I leap. I’m soaring, I’m a bird! My feet touch the ground, And instantly I’m human again. A fog machine puffs mist in my face, and I disappear into a cloud.

I exit As some groups begin their individual phrases; Seeing the huge grins on my friends’ faces Makes me smile, too. I step onto the stage again; My phrase begins. Flipping, turning, falling, sliding, jumping, Always moving.

The music fades, and the lights shine brighter, but I don’t want this dance to end. I wish I could do it all again. I will do it again. ||

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