At first thought,
I stared into the page, frozen in shock.
How could this be, how can it happen?
Is that a mock??
At the next thought,
I realised, how hard it must have been.
What a battle it was;
she cannot lose but only win.
At my final thought,
I say to myself, “What a lucky girl she’s been!!”.
To have come this far, bracing herself and take the leap.
Yet to know whether there’s harvest to reap.
I realised, I am jealous too:
Just how much I would give,
Just how much I would leave,
for that one chance, for that one dance.
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