Spotlight of the show
But chose the shadow
Glancing down to see
Thinking there'd be
A handful of dust
Among the velvet
Or faint fissures
Among the rubies
Nay
They say
"Gee, stunning!"
"Let's go dancing!"
One, two, three, four
Four counts to devour
The last moments
Of laments
Splitting the teens
Stumbling on the heels
Notes stop flying
Dead cables, lying
Raising fingers
Catching the last note that lingers
And singing to
the first vibrato
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