The Ballerina in Me

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New ballet shoes,

from many to choose.

To help me dance,

I knew at first glance.

The pair I wanted, I saw,

Sitting sweetly on the shelf without a flaw.

At that moment outcame the ballerina in me,

Out of the store with ballet shoes I flee.

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