Barely touching the ground

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There you go, dancing so free, the tips of your toes barely touching the ground, the smile on your lips growing wider and wider. Without a care in the world, without worry or sorrow or regret or grief.

This must be a dream, you say.

Why should it? Simply put one foot in front of the other and . . . dance.

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