Every night he climbs the stage—a dazzling spectacle, a festival, a parade of one. The velvet curtain, a wooden stake, all of us come undone. He says: Walk with me through this tarnished world. Watch me as my heart unfurls. This is it, his magic power. He says: This Life is Ours.
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