The Concert

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The big night came. Leela was getting ready for her big performance.

She was arranging her hair when suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." She called.

In walked the stage hand. 

"Sorry to bother you, Leela. But someone sent these to you." He said, holding a bouquet of white roses.

"Oh thank you. Just set them on the desk please." She said.

He did so and then walked out.

She got up and read the card. 

It said, To my beautiful star. The meaning of my life. Break a leg. I mean not literally, but I know you will do amazing. I love you. Launchpad. 

She smiled and held the card to her heart.

She then got dressed.

It was time for the finale.

The curtains opened, and there she was.

In a beautiful white ball gown with satin that shined off the stage lights.

In a beautiful white ball gown with satin that shined off the stage lights

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The music then started. She began to sing.

I'm trying to hold my breath

Let it stay this way

Can't let this moment end

You set off a dream in me

Getting louder now

Can you hear it echoing?

Take my hand

Will you share this with me?

'Cause darling, without you

All the shine of a thousand spotlights

All the stars we steal from the night sky

Will never be enough

Never be enough

Towers of gold are still too little

These hands could hold the world but it'll

Never be enough

Never be enough

For me

Never, never

Never, never

Never, for me

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