May 21
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Last Chance

This is your last chance
Last chance to beat your hands on the walls
and call this place your home.
Last chance to walk down these halls,
and know where your feet are taking you,
Last chace to stand on that stage,
And promise you won't cry?
Last chance to see the faces you love and
not have to say goodbye.

Because time is running out,
And you don't have to go home,
but you can't stay here,
But where else do you know, and what else can you do?
So beat your fists until they bleed,
And keep your head high and teeth barred,
And don't let your voice waver as you speak into that mic,
Because too soon you'll be on a different sort of stage,
headed to a different sort of place,

And you don't want to have wasted your last chance.
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Stephanie Bidwell