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The Choir


They stand up to applaud

You’ve done it

Standing ovation

You got the solo; the duet

The piece;

You brought it to life.

 

The cheering

You know it’s for you,

The choir behind you smiles.

We’ve done it.

 

That piece,

 

You know the one we’ve working on all year?

We did it.

We mastered it.

We concord it.

 

We came together and showed ourselves,

There truly is no “I” in chorus,

We are a team,

And together;

We can succeed.

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