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In the Spot Light


From birth I stood out.

Red curly hair that stuck straight up.

Two loving parents, two loving brothers

I am the only sister, the youngest

I've always been protected, charished

 

Things began to flip and flop

Divorce came and destroyed 

but I survived 

living in two homes

back and forth

 

Growing smarter and older

Crash! 

A blow to my head

My car in a ditch 

 

My mom with 8 broken ribs

a major cuncussion for me

looks like no basketball

but hey, theatre is ok

 

Passion grows, theatre is apart of my soul

With shakspere in my veins 

and singers heart I am unstopable

 

Dedication, love, and a world to explore

French comes easy to my tounge 

I want to explore

I want to learn

 

 

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