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Hermosa ballerina

I thought we were supposed to be called a dance
Now I can see why they’re laughting at me
As slowly lowered my gaze, I slowly realized
I’m a man of marble unlike you, my hermosa ballerina
I was so lost in you I didn’t realized I had no trace
Making myself the joke of the room by delusing myself
Injuring your image by dreaming we along were dancing
These dreams were magical, but now I have to wake up
Gotta put a feet on the ground so I could leave the room

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