Conceited,
Proud.
Dancing around the stage,
Singing out loud.
A star --
She thinks.
Music ends,
Wild applause,
A bow, a curtsey,
A kiss is blown.
Exit stage left.
Next act is on.
She stands in the wings,
Flushed with "success"
Alone,
Ignored,
Forgotten.
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