She points her pink toes
holding on to borrowed poise
Determination her own
How does it work?
You captured a quintessential feeling any student of ballet can immediately connect with! Nice work! 🩰
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You captured a quintessential feeling any student of ballet can immediately connect with! Nice work! 🩰