The bright lights.

                The marquee see.  The pictures

                                        The crowds.

                                        The shining stars.

              The place, the space, so far, see from me.

            The stage.  The new plays that are all the rage.

          I try to make meet the ends.  I have no friends.

                I have this job, and another making two.  It's true, there are times I get blue.

                I want this to be true.

It's what I have to do.  Some bills are past due.

             I try to make rent.  I try to make a dent.

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