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Jan 2012
Sometimes I think about myself
and how I'm a performer
a dancer,
and what that means.

And I think about other performers
and their labels
actors and actresses
and how I'm only a dancer.

Then I think,
Who am I kidding?
I act all the time,
I'm just so good that nobody can tell

And then I think about all the other actors
and how they're really dancers
and they're dancing all the time,
They're just so good that nobody can tell.

And then I think about all of the people
and how they're all performance
And how every morning the curtain is drawn
and we're watching a concrete stage on a sidewalk.

Just some people don't realize they're performing.
Peyton Leigh Stille
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Peyton Leigh Stille  Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)   
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