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Norma

The carpet kissed her shoes and lips,
should have known, that as she slipped
into the light, cameras would caress
beneath, her now transparent dress.
a nation shared the sensation.

Pubescent face pressed to the screen,
whispered words he'd only dreamed.
She flicked her hair then tripped along,
Champagne stems broke on her tongue,
laughter’s plight held it's self at night.

As we peered through the hour-glass
she took her last, a face half masked,
Grotesque, undressed, bulbs still flashed.
Written by Razzerleaf
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