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I was a Dancer.

 

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By Jimmy Manos.

I was a dancer

I don’t know when

I soared across

The largest stage

I chased evil

And it chased me

My body died

And was reborn

I felt the grief

And I heard the joy

I was a dancer

I ride a bicycle

I know it now

I fly up mountains

And scream down valleys

I roll from the masses

And get reeled in

My legs ache

And my lungs burn

I feel the losses

And I hear the cheers

I ride a bicycle

I was a dancer

I ride a bicycle

I am a dancer

As are we all

 

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Jimmy ManosJimmy Manos is a bicyclist who’s been holding words inside for as long as he can remember. He just recently started writing them down. This is his beginning.

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{Come dance with us…}

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