To be famous, which seemed extreme.
             Everyday she awoke like the one before,
             It seemed never ending like the ocean's shore,
             In her heart she knew after the tense work,
             She would be on the stage in New York.
             Was perfectly built, but still was tender.
             Fiona had lengthy strawberry blonde hair,
             She neatly pinned up due to it's flair.
             Rosy cheeks, that laughed when she smiled.
             She had sky blue eyes, like those of a child.
             She brought happiness to the people around her,
             Giving them hope in which they too would prosper.
             When she danced she appeared of an angel.
             Gracefully twirling on her toes one day she fell.
             She twisted her ankle, that needed mending,
             Fiona's internal was goal still pending.
             Her instructor encouraged time to rest,
             Is was literal that her injury was a pest.
             To improve her skills, Fiona trained
             Eventually recovered and her strength she gained.
             Never giving up is how she achieved fame,
             Now in return what will be remembered is her name.
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