Stages and stages in all the world to which I am merely a player
Scenes of my life written in stanzas and rhyme schemes that create their own jargon and ambiguity
Strategy and mad chatterings of the imagination become different colors when you whisper clues and secrets to them
Advance a space, capture a piece, read your dialogue to the audience, fool them all with your smiles
Twist the dial to turn back time so you don't miss a thing, so you can see how the game ends
The ink of a writer comes from the creative juices that live deep within the heart
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