Dance of the DeerThe world is moving around me… My body is still…my feet frozen to the ground. I take a step forward, but it pulls me three steps back. I find him in a cemetery…his fur glowing The deer was dancing in the twilight…dancing in the firelight He twisted and turned he danced so beautifully He took my hand, and slowly we danced. Have you ever watched the road as you were driving? The white lines weave in and out…blurring as you go faster. That is how we dance. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Then it faded as I stepped out of my skin. I stood aside and watched us dancDance of the Deer
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When enthusiasm is driven by confidence any goal can be attained
-Robert E. Regent
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