On Life's Set. Film, 'going Home'
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Sandra Feldman
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Glowing lights
Hit the City
Passersby,
Going home
Night,
Waits in a corner
Dinner,
On the stove
The Moon,
Prepares her entrance
The Stars,
Their chorus song,
All is well, on set
For the moment,
The useless play of life
Must go on,
Don't call me pessimistic,
My useless film
Has not even begun,
How it ends,
Not altruistic,
The nothingness
Of death,
Cannot be sung.
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