Stage

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Stage

The worn down stage

Scratched and bruised

Sits faintly at the head of the room

The rows of seats

Thousands it seems

Waiting for the us to be seen

The lights give spot

They shine too bright

Trying to give each actor their light

Nerves are high

We worry so

But we can fly

Just so you know :)

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