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The Student Show
Energized, even as my excitement mounted I looked calm
Especially, since the millionaire minds and poets clapped
At a few amateurs, their students--and me
Proud like a child presenting to her parents, I
Kept my good behavior until the end, when
I blinked to my surprise, a few tears threatening
An outright cry and whimpers, that
Among my peers I could not stand,
Or even in front of those I admire--
My piece wasn't shown after all,
My loss was not felt at all.
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