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A visitor to a self-imposed solitaryconfinement

Wrapped in a cloud that won't dissipate

An opportunist, a carnival barkerwithout a good story to sell

Trying out for the freak show, I camein prepared

Signatures, scrawled and muddled signeda fate

It was business, just business

Standard contract for a single show

Measurements taken, approved andprecise

Running through a rehearsal for analready canceled act

This must earn more than a convolutedstory

It must be worth its weight in backlashfor the unconventional

Not long until stakes are pulled,trailers packed

Never given the chance to open my eyes


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