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Mar 2012
If I ever commit
suicide, it will be to
the sound of Swan Lake’s
finale, but all the rest of
the audience around me will
only have heard the pas de trois
and so will be confused
why the dancing swan
suddenly shot itself.
Rachel Thompson
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