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I wrote this poem in all caps in my notebook but I forgot why

THE AUDIENCE HUSHED, YOU TOOK CENTER-STAGE
DRESSED IN IN IVORY CLOTHS, SHINING

LIKE A STAR. SILENTLY, GRACEFULLY,
YOU STARTED TO TURN, WE WAITED WITH

BATED BREATH, THE SPOTLIGHT IS ON.
YOU SHOWED US EVERY SIDE, EVEN WHEN WE WERE
ROOTED

TO THE EARTH, YOU WERE BEAUTY
BEYOND US. OTHERWORLDLY, YOU SHOWERED
US WITH RADIANCE.

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