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My body is heaving, head slightly dizzy, heart throbbing and stomach churning. My muscles are all sore and tired.
I breath heavily, my throat and lungs burning.
My body is drenched in sweat, chest still hurting as I look at myself through the huge mirror that covered the wall.
All the others had already left for home, but this here is my home.
I don't have failure as an option.
I practice the dance one last time, reminiscing all the remarks the choreographer had made during the lesson.
I saw my body improve when I looked at my reflexion, and I managed through the choreography.
I chuckled.
Was this all worth it?
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