May 26, 2009
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Palms sweat and I sigh
It’s hard to breathe normally
Oh! My stomach writhes

Into bright lights
Smile whips across my face
I gasp at the cheers

Twirl and spin across
Grace overcomes my body
I end with a bow

Stroll from the simple
How easy that was for me
I laugh at a girl

She is preparing
Nerves flit over her features
I wouldn’t feel that!

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