My words.
"A girl is running around the streets of Paris in a orchid colored haltered dress that is as thin as tissue paper. What I wouldn't give to be that girl in the tissue- paper dress running around Paris in springtime!'I'm already picturing myself twirling with a pistachio macaron in one hand and raspberry one in the other." -Jenny Han from "To All The Boys I've ever loved before!"
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Epigraph
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Their she was. As graceful as a swan. She danced as if her life was gonna end, She danced like Ballet' was the easiest thing in the world. She was as graceful as a swan. She danced as smooth as a light-weight feather. She could dance forever. And with a talent like that, I don't blame her. Even though... Her dances spoke words.... Words that mean't something. I felt as is they were my feelings. Almost as if it was about me. But those dances, spoke my Words.
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