
The curtain rises, on a brand new show,
A tale of drama, love, and woe.
A stage set, with lights so bright,
It sets the scene, for a magical night.
The actors take their place, with grace,
Their lines, memorized, with pace.
With each word, they paint a scene,
Of a story, never before seen.
The audience watches, with bated breath,
As the tale unfolds, with every step.
And as the curtain falls, at the end,
They're left with memories, that will never bend.
For the curtain, it's not just a cloth,
But a portal, to another world, both.
It opens a door, to the imagination,
And takes us on a journey, without hesitation.
So let the show begin, let the curtain rise,
And be transported, to a world, of surprise.
For a performance, behind the curtain, awaits,
A tale, that will linger, long after, it fades.



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