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Stage Right

Center stage left, and exit. Enter the Demon stage right- And there he comes to play; weaving His way, piteously, throughout the act. Lurking on haunches in plain sight. We smile with mirth; delight. Oh what a scene! What a show! Then the lights go out. Woefully, crowds recognize that which was not fiction.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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