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By David L Painter There is a certain mystique that lingers backstage,where roles become habitand characters are set free.Time hangs like a slow-motion waterfallas you memorize your lines-just words on paper, voices yet to be born,echoes not your own,mere reflections waiting to be accepted.Your entrance is made, stage left-time to be heard, time to astound.The … Continue reading Greasepaint