The Part
An amazing event occurred,
as I was making my way to the theater.
On approaching the playhouse
I saw my own self leaving a back-stage door.
I appeared to be in beggars' rags.
A strange and furtive figure I made,
as I scuttled away from the bright lights
into a dark alley.
Intrigued and yet hesitant,
I followed the doppelganger into the darkness,
and from that night on
I was never seen again.
I'm told an understudy took my part in the play,
but no one in the audience
could tell the difference anyway.
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