The theater at the end of the world
The velvety red curtains lift
The sun is the first player out
“I quit” the words bounce loudly across the room
Darkness ensues in this ancient theatre
The last place there is
We sit watching the plot unfold
Tall buildings kneel outside
Fires hiss and growl
But we safe here inside someone’s imagination
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