Beneath a circus sky so dark,
An acrobat hangs high and aloft,
Her body stretched to points beyond,
In balance and in grace she's not lost.
The red rope that binds her tight,
Lifts her form into the air's embrace,
A dance of trust, a leap of might,
Suspended from the rafters with no space.
Her boots secure, her muscles flexed,
She defies gravity, as we are all led,
To reach beyond our earthly bounds,
In pursuit of dreams and visions profound.
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