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Watch me dance just for you.
Perhaps, a change of game play,
let's maybe do it my way.
I can put on my mask
or perhaps, remove it at last,
I'm no longer sure.
But I ask, please, give me the floor.
Be my audience and i'll act just for you,
but know that my shyness i so very true.
Let me rise like the phoenix from the ashes of old,
whisper your desires, those you've never, ever told.
Take my hand let me dance to the beat of my needs,
be the reason for growth in this delicate seed.
let's maybe do it my way.
I can put on my mask
or perhaps, remove it at last,
I'm no longer sure.
But I ask, please, give me the floor.
Be my audience and i'll act just for you,
but know that my shyness i so very true.
Let me rise like the phoenix from the ashes of old,
whisper your desires, those you've never, ever told.
Take my hand let me dance to the beat of my needs,
be the reason for growth in this delicate seed.
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