Dance 11 - Dance Like A Pure Soul
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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon
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Dance like a bird
With coloured feathers of imagination,
Dance like a butterfly
With fascinating wings of jubilation,
Dance like a flower
With petals of mesmerizing luminescence,
Dance like a pure soul
With unending joy of rhythmic extravagance.
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