She moves across stages
like violent waves.
I feel the thump of her heart
pulse through the floors,
Increasing its strength
with every step.
Her crying feet land silent
like the sycamore seed,
Her mind stronger than
the tree that bore it.
Body aching she emits radiance
as she bends her knees
for the audience.
Pain endured
Blood given
All for a round of applause,
I felt it all.


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