Dreams, Contrasts and Realities
Realities:
An Empty Stage
The air is still and silent,
The legs hide the wings
Every scene has been played out,
Every curtain call completed,
The stage is a space that mirrors my life,
Good times in the past,
Good times in the future,
But empty now,
The wings hide the future,
I have a feeling for what is to come,
But the lights are off and the silence remains.
A brief pause for thought,
An expectant wait for what is to come.
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