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I see a sudden light. Curtains spreading across a wide platform. I see people. Tons of people. I see sad faces, happy faces, joyful faces, and nervouse faces. All kinds of faces. Except mine. Why can't I recognize myself. My "character"? I see curtains closing, people bowing. Tons of people. What am I cheering for? I look around. Waiting. I've seen many faces. Though I can't recall a day where I can stop waiting, for someone, or something. What am I WAITING for? I am lost and alone. Waiting and searching. When am I done the search? When will i find the "lost girl" ?
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