The Curtain Closes
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When a life ends, always a dimming of light
falls across the once vauldevillian stage,
that was scattered with punchline laughter
The echoes of one-liners, filling the vacant balcony
and out on the street, the faint sound of music, fades
Rolled up playbills, caught in the avenue' s breeze
A sad reminder, of how sweet the show...
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