Cursed for a moment i never lived
I live in the shadow of a man I never played.
A stage was set, a curtain was raised
But the fear of the spotlight shone down and the encore never came
An understudy rose like a colossal redwood from the wings
Towering over the wasted pulp of this pitiful shrub.
Life needs light yet I played in the dark.
But a time must come, a moment you must mark.
For like the most vicious inferno.
All I need is a spark.
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