[Exeunt lovers

I didn’t take my cue to leave the stage – to everyone’s dismay. Instead I stumbled around the scene, trying to find a purpose, ignoring the confused looks and the director’s silent anger aiming to force me off. But the play went on, with me as a mere destruction. You can’t make your way back in when you have to make up your own lines. No one knows how to reply. [Exit

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