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She bends like a reed, in a summer breeze
Caught in the balance, arms stretched, with ease
Hair flowing gently, as her head tilts awry
The look on her face, says she set her sights high
She is able to move, with such elegant grace
While the look in his eyes, is the only trace
Of a love, so possessive, he wants her, his own
Yet, she wants no part, so he leaves, quite alone
For he knows it’s not him, and it will never be
She is tied to no man, the dance sets her free.
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