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Well of course, fundamentally she loved the man. But she hoped for dancing. And spinning in circles with ecstasy. She would wake up free, everyday she thought, if this happened. Until then, she supposes she will sit in the garden with the trees, and whisper in their rustling embrace. She was always terribly glamorous, and often quieter than a sleeping cat. But inside she loved to move and holler for the pure joy of life.

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