I wait in line, A long line, And wait for my chance, To be center stage. And in my mind, I wasn't me, For I must travel back, To a different time. And as I inch further, Up the long line, I think, And i listen to others rehearsing. But in my mind, there is only me, In my mind, I can be anyone, Juliet, A creature, an elf, And the spirit of magic, A different kind of magic, Is around me. And as I step onto the stage, A very large stage, I audition for the play, For the lead role. I draw myself up, And I strut with ease, I throw back my head, And speak from my heart. And I fly across the stag...
More..Paige Pfannenstiel
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