She can sort them out and remember the times.
The steps become the sight, and the movements become the breath.
There is healing in the dance.
So, tonight she dances and she doesn't stop to rest.
Because when she dances, the healing begins.
And all who watch are captivated by peace.
Let her dance.
Let her move.
Let her feel her way through time.
There is healing in the dance.
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