The stories that you tell

Some big and others small

Some serious, some funny

Tales, one and all

You tell them in times good

And in others times quite not

Seeking a reaction

Of which you get quite lot

But underneath, I remember

The person that you are

And so I look at you

Hoping another life, you won’t mar

You look my way, eyes wide

For you know what I know

Almost begging for my silence

As you finish another show

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