Strut your stuff girl!
Don’t be the fool
And sell out
To the first romance;
Hide it all away
Like a fine wine
In the cellar
That waits
To breathe.
Open up to LIFE!
It’s a stage;
And all its lights
Shine for you.
Find your groove,
Live the life you choose;
Write your own story
And
Dance baby,
Dance!
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