XVII: Curtain Call

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I stand alone 

A single spotlight above

A single flash above and I feel 

Comfort

Excitement

All eyes watching

Feeding intently at every line

My words are fluid

Like liquid gold

My emotions sharp

Like steel blades

That's as far as I dare go, though

With fear that I may lose myself in fantasy

So I shut off the light

In a final curtain call

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