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I've learned my lines. There’s nothing left to hide behind. I've learned my lines. Hands hang heavy, motionless beside me. Redundant without paper. Too polite to hide in pockets, a safe haven from expectant crowds. Fear filled eyes scan the room for friendly faces. Some small accepting sign to say: “You're doing OK…” “You're doing OK…”
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Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 4:00 PM UTC
“You're doing OK...”
I've learned my lines. There’s nothing left to hide behind. I've learned my lines. Hands hang heavy, motionless beside me. Redundant without paper. Too polite to hide in pockets, a safe haven from expectant crowds. Fear filled eyes scan the room for friendly faces. Some small accepting sign to say: “You're doing OK…” “You're doing OK…”
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Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 4:00 PM UTC
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