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Puppet Dance
Puppets dance on strings, controlled but free
Their movements grace the stage with charm and grace
In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see
Their wooden limbs move with such harmony
A waltz of whimsy, in this magical place
Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free
Their painted faces hide the truth, but we
Can feel the longing in their embrace
In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see
Their puppet master pulls with certainty
A tender tug, a delicate embrace
Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free
Their stories told with silent clarity
Their shadows flicker, in the fire's embrace
In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see
Their ballet ends, with poignant poetry
The curtains fall, leaving an empty space
Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free
In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see
Their movements grace the stage with charm and grace
In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see
Their wooden limbs move with such harmony
A waltz of whimsy, in this magical place
Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free
Their painted faces hide the truth, but we
Can feel the longing in their embrace
In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see
Their puppet master pulls with certainty
A tender tug, a delicate embrace
Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free
Their stories told with silent clarity
Their shadows flicker, in the fire's embrace
In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see
Their ballet ends, with poignant poetry
The curtains fall, leaving an empty space
Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free
In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see
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