
A face appeared upon the stage,
Unfamiliar, yet so near.
In stories bold and truths untold,
A heart found strength to persevere.
The colors flew in flags of pride,
Silent whispers turned to song.
In every scene, a light would rise,
Where once the shadows lingered long.
A character with courage bright,
Who walked through fire, unafraid.
With each brave step, a path was drawn,
For those whose steps had often strayed.
Through flickering frames, a story spun,
Of love, of loss, of being true.
In that reflection, strength was found,
To stand, to fight, and to renew.


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