I loved the song, "For a Dancer" by Jackson Browne growing up. Maybe that's why seven years ago I wrote this melody and the lyric at my prose site, for a young teenage dancer. She looked so much like a little Natalie Portman. All I could think of was how precious, and my prayer would be the good Lord watches over this little Angel. With all the sadness that pours out in violence to young women and of course the random killings like Newton, just brings remorse. We should rejoice that there are many a dancers that grow into fine young women, who have little dancers of their own.
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