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TIm Childs TheatreTheatre
Echoes and shadows are conducted, Lights ominously, modestly seldom, To a clutter of lively precise chaotic colors, to darkness.
Pulsating possibilities live amidst the prepared future. Every time is the first time and the final time. The pressure of freedom.
Blinding, sweaty, heat and confusion, to intimate connection. Building nostalgia and anticipation accumulates from this lively place of both relief and nervousness.
Controversial and exotic thoughts are performed. Illusions so rhythmic and stimulating, They can fill fervor and passion to a crowd.
The beauty and tragedy that this home is constantly transforming, Dig into and love every moment as it rushes by,
And live as alive as possible.
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[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]
Copyright © 2002-2011 Student Publishing Program (SPP). Poetry and prose © 2002-2011 by individual authors. Reprinted with permission.
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