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LIFE IS A STAGE

Life has many scenes...

The changes that takes place between the opening of a curtain and the closing...

As we try to prepare for the next scene...

We don't have a script in advance...

We just know it's our show and we are the star...

We don't know how many scenes and changes we will have...

When the curtain opens...

The author knows how it ends before the final show...

You have arrived...

The title DESTINY appears...

The curtain closes...

THE END...

Life is a stage...

Thank you for coming...

Please enjoy the show! 

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Tony Taylor

Hey FEATHERS!!.....cool stuff girlfriend......VERY creative (as usual)........time for a curtain call yourself.........Love your stuff........ALL STARS.........hugs-n-smiles........T xo

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

Some scenes seem to be shorter than others...

It does sometimes feel like the curtain comes down and you're not ready yet...

All you know is that it isn't up to you and...

You are already in the next scene without a script...

We only know the first half of our show...

The second half should be very exciting? 

Thank you for your comment...

Glad you enjoyed! 

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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sparrowsong

Hello Tony...

That is so sweet!

Thank you very much! 

Hugz and Smiles! 

Feathers 

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