I wanted to write a simple spare poem with no images and a nod to Shakespeare
One life, one tiny light to shine in our allotted hour a single strutting chance upon the stage a single line writ large upon the page, a chance to love, to live, to give and what is more, one entrance and one exit, no encore
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