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My eyes were opened by the lessons she revealed My tongue was moved by her instructions We were in a dance at every class It never stopped Until one day she spun me one last time
In so many ways we are young, vulnerable, & misunderstood. Yet in so many ways we are strong, intelligent, and aware. In so many ways we are concious of life & the path we want to take.
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