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Standing Ovation
The lights burned eagerly into the darkness preventing her from seeing those who saw her as she exposed herself before the world There on the stage of her dreams she stood with a slight quiver of nervousness in her voice she began A silken smoothed version of every moment of every day she practiced; lyrics poured forth A gentle sway of her hips continued the seduction . . . they were in awe of her and she was held captive by their indulgence |
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Fabulous...
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um what she she said
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Very nice poem, you have a lot of talent.
Thank you, Viola |
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Thank you all very much . . . though truth be told, I never thought of myself as being talented.
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