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Star


STAR


Waiting in the wings


Observing the stage before me

Looking for my cue



The lights are still on

People talking in the house

Nerves overpower



With flashlight in hand

My costume trailing behind

The stage lights go down



Fear and joy are like

White hot fire running through me

Silence screams out loud



The music begins

I tiptoe to center stage

And begin to sing



Choreography

That I've rehearsed for a week

Comes without a thought



Then the music stops

I freeze with my prop raised high

Arms up in the air



The silence is dead

The applause is deafening

For now I'm the star




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