Before she knew what she was doing her hands were hung above her head in a desperate reach for the sky and she started to spin, twirling like a lonely ballerina with no music to guide her steps. She tilted her head back and gave herself up to the night. Step by step, she slowed and stopped. Hugging herself, she stated quietly, "So... this is what
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