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Upon the Glaring Stage
Here I am again in my reoccurring role
I say those familiar lines in my head
I walk upon the dusty stage
I look out through the bright lights
The audience is always missing
I play my character with passion and conviction
I cry and writhe in my pain
After my performance there is silence
No accolades
No critical acclaim
Just a fool playing the fool
On this ridiculous glaring stage
Copyright ©
Darrell Hoover
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