Nails bitten through nervous habit.
Children running as fast as a rabbit.
Children laughing through nervous joy.
Having stole a brand-new toy.
Perfectionist talking in excited tones.
Friend sighs over the phone.
Ballerina does a perfect swirl.
Ending with a little twirl.
A flashing pearl.
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