| "A
New Dance"
Arms held high, I spin and turn
shamlessly,
no matter my age.
Giddy in triumph, I sing
off key,
I am alive, I am alive.
I sway to new melodies
loose limbs proudly leaping
to heights unimagined.
Freed from the prison,
my body a house of pain,
I dance a new dance.
Laughter bubbles from between my lips
as I sing,
I have survived, I have survived.
Laura Lasala (2002)

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