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| sabbie |
if theatre only needs two people one to do and one to watch then you cleaning the house is theatre, my love. |
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| phil | today | 020729 |
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| girl_jane |
Theatre is my dream. The curtain is my clothing. The lights are my water. The audience is my food. The character is my shelter. The stage is my blood, my breath, my heart. The theatre is my soul. |
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| squint |
her attempt to be a drama is battered bruised and sore like her eyelids, when she slips a kiss to me and smiles against better judgement, her soul is no drama its a romantic comedy and no theatre would house her independant beauty, it can't be taken seriously because its the truth that scares me. |
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