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Nervous


Cold sweat dripping down your neck.

keep cool, after this you're next.

remember the purpose of why you're present,

you can only show your nerves to a cerain extent.

bright lights, people's eyes, and shaking bones,

try not to sound so monotoned.

once you're done take a bow,

then look up and enjoy the happy crowd.

 

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