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Final Act

For the first girl I really loved ... long gone ...

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Final Act

 

Brevity,

playing the fool

with time,

 

composes

his longest

soliloquy

 

in the actor's

dark asides.

Among the packed

 

stalls of eternity,

silence follows:

louder

 

than the aeons

of applause

life received.

 

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