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Flash-lights turn on.
She stands center stage,
clothed in a smile.
The audience is a roaring lion;
Its prey makes no attempt to evade.
She tames the lion gracefully,
and praces away.
Dancing dancing the days go by her shoes now worn in the corner they lie. She danced until she could no more, through the days, around this floor, she danced and danced for all who knew her, she danced the days, while the music flowed through
My heart it breaks shatters like a mirror
Screams like a creature
If I don't have my Family
My Momma wipes my tears
Erases all my Fears
My Poppa drinks and sings to himself
