All pretend, all scripted.
Memorized, rehearsed, perfected.

Delivered to me as if I’m an audience that can cheer you on until this role becomes your true identity. And that’s just what I did.

Until you took a bow and exited stage right, waving and grinning. My applause still echoing through your empty world.

An illustrated stage with dramatic red curtains
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