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Mar 2021
Isn’t it rich?
We spent 4 months working and all for this?
We endured weather, trials, and hardship
But the band still marched regardless.

We endured rain!
“On with the show!”
We endured Can-Can!
“On with the show!”
We endured cancellation!
“On with the show!
We endured heartache.
“I’m so sorry, I hope you know.”

For me,
Marching band was a battleground.
Any time I tried I felt like I’d drown.
Four weeks after surgery
I marched through feeling weary.
I have two beautiful scars from where I healed perfectly
And I have one that will be ugly for eternity.
Why?

I marched through the pain and I said on with the show.
Written by
Kaitlyn Rhine
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