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Thursday, March 31, 2016
Facing the Prompter
Friend, awake you pretend
You’re sharp, alive and kicking, acting
Up, one step ahead of the world again—
Asleep, five will get you ten you see
Someone tripping over his lines,
A ham actor falling perfectly on end,
Flat on his face again and again.
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