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Dancer's soul needs no direction
graceful movement all in tadem
choreographed to perfection
no single step is random
as the music grows
so does her movement
in his hands she is held above
almost like a marionette
you can feel her passion
with that smashin' pose
she's standing on her tip toe
with elegance and grace
she gives a bow
as the orchestra ends
the crowd stands to their feet
giving her ovations
she recivies roses from the crowd
she's glad she has pleased
the starving crowd
