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The lights were dimmed, you took the stage… “Good Luck,” I heard as I turned the page. For a moment I stopped--was that quite right-- To say “Good Luck” on an opening night?
The script I held was not quite done… The part I played had just been won. The curtain drawn, the crowd amazed-- It was I who had ascended the stage.
Act one had passed without a glitch The lights were hot--we’d found our niche. Act two, act three, unmistakably
Your heart already belonged to me.
Then the curtain was drawn--a murmur arose; It couldn’
~Kara~
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Kara Mae Adamo
"Either, in the end, we will find what it is we are seeking...or at least we shall free ourselves from the persuasion that we know what we do not know." --Socrates: murdered seeker of truth
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~Apophysis
I support
A click as the blade locks, bright silvery flash of steel, cold edge against flesh, words upon warm breath in my ear, in my head, bid me follow, into rapture.
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