I have a magical friend named Sara. Apparently she teaches simple Oriental Dance classes, secretly she makes magic with the women that attend her classes, she softly supports them in the recovery of their feminine power. Few of them stay long, they come unknowingly looking for this magical blow that will allow them to open their wings. They leave with smiles and rosy cheeks. Sara as most magical creatures, doesen't take credit for it. It's something she does naturally, helps others to spread their wings, to move their hips for life. Magical Sara.
My magical friends
I have a magical friend named Sara. Apparently she teaches simple Oriental Dance classes, secretly she makes magic with the women that attend her classes, she softly supports them in the recovery of their feminine power. Few of them stay long, they come unknowingly looking for this magical blow that will allow them to open their wings. They leave with smiles and rosy cheeks. Sara as most magical creatures, doesen't take credit for it. It's something she does naturally, helps others to spread their wings, to move their hips for life. Magical Sara.
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