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// To Dance 
// Story: Kaleidoscope 
// by Seer 
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Not all dances are showstoppers. 

This is a sad fact of life, and we all must face it. 

For me, my dance kept going regardless of how many times I died. 

So I had a choice. 

Force myself to hate every moment of it, or allow myself feel joy again.

Did it make me detestable, to so readily choose the latter?