Surveying an audience
Seated near the blinds
In a calm and composed manner
She captures moments in strides
Along the edge of circumstance
Around the critic's eyes
Every heartbeat is a dagger
Each breath an anonymous passerby
The floorboards shake at the steps she takes
Her hands shiver and her body quakes
But with a surgeon's touch on vulture's wings
She glides
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