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Nov 2010
He sits before the tv.
With its black and white images.
He watches in shock and awe.
What seems to be the greatest thing in the world.
Cars disappear.
Tigers appear.
A woman sawed in half.
Magical reappears.
"Such great feats." He mumbles.
"Such great talent"
Then an idea hits him.
He now knows what to do!
"Yes yes, an illusionist I must be!" He cries with excitement.
Down at the magician shop
He finds the beginners box...

Shuffle

Practice Practice Practice
Its all he has done.
Its time for him to show his skills.
A nearby restaurant has hired him.
So he can show his talent,
To belly swollen customers.
A card flips to the top of the deck,
Not even a clap nor a smile.
A coin bends before them,
Not even wonder filled their eyes.
With his spirit broken,
He tried to perform his last act.
The illusion fails.
The crowd boos and shouts.
"You will never be good."
"Get out, get out".

Shuffle

The bright lights.
Nearly blinding him.
People parade before him,
As never before.
Vegas
An Illusionist dream.
He has finally reach his pinnacle.
Practice Practice Practice
It surely has been the trick.
The crowd wondering what great acts he will perform.
"I'll perform the greatest trick every to be done." He boosted before them.
"This is all just a dream."
"You'll  wake up at home."
"1...2...3...awake!"

Re-Shuffle

The little boy's eyes open from sleep.
"Practice Practice Practice." He proclaimed to himself.
That will be key, he thinks.
"Yes yes, an illusionist I must be!"

Final Shuffle

"Just follow your dreams and you will see."
"Just look at me, I'm in vegas."
He winks

Deal

Royal flush
Randy PSoMAS Wiafe
Written by
Randy PSoMAS Wiafe  United States
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