Poem: Soul of a Dancer

She dances 
like a whirling dervish endless motion
with music in her head
even though
we do not hear it 
every move precise 
hands and feet together 
graceful and wonderful 
in her own unique way 
she does not care 
what the naysayers 
think this is her best life

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