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June 18, 2014
A life lived out on centre stage,
where exposed nerves in anger rage.
He who stoops to conquer shall be slain;
what agony, the hellish pain.
The lack of trust so evident;
a life snuffed out, a sad lament.
The procrastinators now deceased;
the final scene, the applause increased.
The raucous cheers, the standing ovation,
the dying seconds, the jubilation.
A life lived out on centre stage;
originality expressed for a paupers wage.
The war-paint removed, the Dressers all gone.
Once more, as ever, it’s back to one.
The sound of triumph, no bills will pay.
The cold emptiness, at close of play!
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