Tilting the ankle,
Sweat drips down my back,
Hands catch the rhythm in the air.
Boom, boom, boom.
These hips work alone.
Flashes of fluorescent colors
Gleaming on skin.
Boom, boom, boom.
Bass beats soar from amps,
Carrying lyrics to souls.
Veins pulse with passion.
Boom, boom, boom.
The room teaming with excitement
Our dreams lift to the stage
And dance amongst that mic.
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