Dance has always silently expressed my deeper feelings.
The wish to find someone that could read that language was profound and discret.
What about dance up to 3 o'clock in the morning and lose contact with time and space? Thousands of unspoken words said in a variaty of languages without saying anything?
I lived the dream I haven't dear to dream: to dance and be understood by someone that also wanted the same.
Maybe it was a dream, anyway...
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