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♥ Samantha nodded, a grin spreading across her lips. Now she wanted to laugh at herself for thinking she was giving her a riddle. She tilted her head alittle. "So do you dance, or do you just enjoy watching it?" she asked in a curious tone. Before the girl answered, she slipped in her opinion on the lovely stories that ballet could teach too. "Well, after so long, I found that ballet always seems to bring out a certain life story. Even if you don't understand the one it's trying to tell you, you can still compare it to something that you've been through, and it happens every time for me. I can only have that feeling while I myself, am dancing. If I only watch it, I can't even seem to experience half of the story... I'm not sure if you understand what I'm trying to say, but this is almost the only way I can put it into words." Sign language wasn't a well known thing for her, but she did know how to perform few songs with it. Dancing was her addiction as a child, and still is. ♥
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