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My world: The Stage


The lights go down before the show begins. The music starts and it is time to act, To tell a story to the audience. I squint into the lights, so gold and bright. So much rehearsal has gone into this. My costume twirls around me as I walk. It's time for curtain-call. I smile and bow. Applause and praise meet my receptive ears. My cast-mates hug me when the show is done. I'll always love to act... It's just so fun!
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