Walking the streets in Old Town...
Dressed in the right attire...
Holding daddy's hand...
And the other in his pocket...
He stumbled upon...
Some familar faces...
Striking a pose...
in the alley!
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When you dance hula there are two of you, your spirit and your physical self. The spirit has to dance.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
When you dance hula there are two of you, your spirit and your physical self. The spirit has to dance.
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