Lights go off on another stage of life. The curtains fall on another act. Here is climax stuck as if incomplete and loud cheers emanate from without. even though it feels like it just began,
the doors have closed on another play. You strive to scream that your role is not over yet. Or act as if confused because what you thought would be a long way to go, the path seems to have lost halfway.
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When you stand there hearing the loud cheers, somewhere another stage is being set for the next play. Some stories we want to live forever but all acts have to come to an end. Your role is indeed not yet over. Rush to the set. "Madam, Shot is ready!"
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