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February 25, 2016 at 10:41 PM
She was a girl who hated dancing,
Her left feet leaves the most disastrous trail,
But they never knew all she needs was practice,
And now they can't even reach her, disappointed still.
They kept their mouths running,
Waiting for a fail,
Rumors kept spouting,
But they were the ones frail.
The girl was proud,
Astonished even,
Surprised she made it that far,
Her dream unspoken.
BINABASA MO ANG
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