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The spotlight shines on you,
like a white moon.
The light falls upon you,
encircling you,
like a flock of countless white doves.
There is solitude in the spotlight,
as each dove glimmers,
those reflective bricks,
walls of mirrors.
The doves rest in your reflection
and you are at peace in their wings.

Your last part,
your final flight,
a spotlight remains,
as the crowd stares into an empty stage.

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Poem written for my father who passed away on May 21, 2015.

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