Poem 23

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In shadows cast by bright stage lights,
Two hearts beat in secret nights.
Their love, a whisper, a hidden song,
In a world where they don't belong.

Management's gaze, cold and stern,
Forbids the flame that fiercely burns.
Behind closed doors, their hearts collide,
In a love they're forced to hide.

Yet in the dark, their love will thrive,
A secret bond, so deep, alive.
No rules can dim what they conceal,
For in each other, they are real.

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