brand
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The stage
Where smoothly stuttering movements
Are their own brand of finesse,
Is the stage upon which I wish to waltz
For the rest of my
Audaciously authentic,
Dazzling days.
See the Light
Watch its smile
Across my sight
Creating my style
My struggle you must
Never understand
But brush the Dust
From this brand
Assist my comfort
We survive in a world of consumption
No compassion for the surrounding
How can we agree that we even live
