Dance like no one is watching...

He dances...like no one is watching.

 

Each step a quiet defiance, each sway a testament to the life he has claimed for his own.

 

Petals whirl around him, crimson in a storm of freedom, as if nature itself has blessed this reckless abandon, this joyful rebellion.

 

The world might watch, or it might not, but he does not care—his spirit is unchained, his heart unfettered.

 

For in this moment, he has shed the weight of expectations, the quiet crush of silent eyes and whispered judgments.

 

In this dance, he finds himself—a fierce, raw truth that no one else can touch.

 

And as his limbs carve freedom into the air, he becomes more than a man; he is passion, he is life, he is the courage to live boldly, beautifully, as only he can.

 

This is his dance, and it belongs to no one else.

 

Words by Ben Royal.

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