After the Curtain Call
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Farewell my love
the final bow takes flight,
in dreams we shall unite
where stage lights
do shimmer bright!
Within the sacred place
our shadows dance with grace,
as we become light as lace--
then shall we embrace
death's everlasting space.
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2024
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