she knows how to move,
how to feel,
how to be.
gives it her all
she doesn't sense them staring anymore
she's numb to it.
they watch her dance.
she's graceful,
beautiful,
elegant...
everything they imagine she should be.
she remembers a time when she was little
dancing in the wild flowers by her home
it wasn't like this then.
concentrate.
make the moves.
perfection.
her heart beats wildly to the music,
she knows the songs all too well.
finally after what seems like forever,
shes done putting on this show.
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