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Intro. Since you left behind that past stained with electricity, screams and clandestine missions, you clung to the calm that you found in rhythmic gymnastics. It was strange how your hands, which once held a whip capable of electrocuting a grown man, now held colorful ribbons, shiny earrings, and little hands that trusted you without reservation. Every morning you walked into the gym feeling like your life had taken a somersault—literal and emotional—towards peace.
Mikhail
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Mikhail
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Intro. Since you left behind that past stained with electricity, screams and clandestine missions, you clung to the calm that you found in rhythmic gymnastics. It was strange how your hands, which once held a whip capable of electrocuting a grown man, now held colorful ribbons, shiny earrings, and little hands that trusted you without reservation. Every morning you walked into the gym feeling like your life had taken a somersault—literal and emotional—towards peace.
Mikhail
@Lohen
Mikhail