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Tuesday, September 18, 2018


The play was a vision
In it we preserved ourselves
The script leading like an echo

They were dreams that made us whole
Our stories were enlivening
The warm wind that set us in motion

What does the stage require of you?
Are you prepared for the bursting lights,
For the last moment, when the curtain falls?

            Goodnight and applause

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