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she seemed like an awkward girl,

all on her own,

the music that flowed from the stage

her only true company.

i got nearer to her,

beginning to rethink my plan.

maybe she's waiting

for someone else.

but when i paused

in front of the bleachers,

it was so painfully clear

how alone she was.

the music drowned out

my friends' voices,

and i finally spoke to her.

"hi . . . will you dance with me?"

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