Dancing is such a beautiful thing to do. And it makes you feel better, doesn’t it? I know you can dance and be sad, you can dance and cry while you do, but in a way it always lifts the weigh off your shoulders.
I love to dance. I always did. I danced for fun and to flirt. You know… we all do that occasionally, right? But I did it in an innocent way. It was more of a chance to escape an awkward conversation somewhere in a corner of a dark room. So I danced, and however wanted to start a conversation could simply join me and then start talking.
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