An Illusion of a Dancer
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Poem by: EmmaOttley
Her body swayed to her own music.
Moving as an individual following her soul.
She lifts her arm and gracefulling lowers her body in a grand Plie.
Every movement is truth as she leaps with life.
But lands ever so lightly not even making the softest sound.
Her movements remind me of a graceful swan.
She takes a final leap only to fall.
she gracefully moves and stands.
Her performance is over.
Mistake or a true illusion of a dancer?
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