For all the world’s a stage and life but a never ending play, with an ever changing cast, where all the characters know their lines. All but one…
What role shall I play today? It’s hard to say, for I never know the script beforehand. Suspense at it’s best.
Tragedy, comedy, romance… it’s hard to categorize, differentiate, for they all merge into one… blurring the lines. The ultimate performance, the greatest show.
What role am I to play today? The curtain is rising, the theatre is full. With expectation. But the script remains blank, the actors invisible. Life unfolds, like a story. The backstage beckons, but the platform awaits, I begin my act. What else could I do? The show must go on...
What role shall I play today? It’s hard to say, for I never know the script beforehand. Suspense at it’s best.
Tragedy, comedy, romance… it’s hard to categorize, differentiate, for they all merge into one… blurring the lines. The ultimate performance, the greatest show.
What role am I to play today? The curtain is rising, the theatre is full. With expectation. But the script remains blank, the actors invisible. Life unfolds, like a story. The backstage beckons, but the platform awaits, I begin my act. What else could I do? The show must go on...
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