You’re a Model
Tie your breath
Come out on stage
Parallel your chin with the floor
Wear a poker face
Lift your heel and hit the podium
Imitate a cat walk
Swing like the wind blows a hanging wardrobe
Ease your heartbeats…
By blinding yourself to aristocrats
Hear but the rhythm of your pace
Feel but in loved with your dress…
Though, it’s in fact ridiculous
Take a smooth turn
Aim your pulpit to the backstage,
You just completed the usual routine
Now, they have you in their dreams…
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