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Act1:The Butler’s Final Denouement...

By LiteratureWriter, Seattle, WA

I stand as such,
In the gloom,
I wait;
Merely existing --
Nothing more,
For the curtain
To ease open,
And screeching sirens
To illuminate
My presence here.

I crave no spotlight,
no remorse --
And I get none;
The opening act
is nearly done,
So I fade away,
Unnoticed and disdained --
A shell
Of the man
I used to be.

I am no doctor,
Nor dashing hero --
Not even Adam
Or Juliet --
Not in their eyes.
I can never play saviour,
Like he

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