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Picture Credits:
My body is twitching,
I can’t seem to stop,
Whether Rock-in-roll,
Disco, Latin or Pop.
I sway to the music,
The beat never sleeps,
At times makes me happy,
At times makes me weep.
It’s a God-given rhythm,
That dwells deep inside,
It fills me with passion,
It fills me with pride.
Whether slow-dance or bee-bop,
It all feels the same,
I dance to the rhythm,
The beat knows my name.
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