There she is again as she steps thru the door. She’s wearing a smile that I can’t help but adore. Walking tall and taking her time, knowing that life is made up of rhymes. She’s home at last the stars shine bright, hidden within them a poem that feels right. Offering the words that comfort her soul, taking her somewhere that she can feel whole.  She’s up on stage where her heart beats so hard, her hands start to shake,
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