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Halt, Oh Curtain, Fall Not On Me
by Marty Lewinter

Halt, oh curtain, fall not on me.

Many scenes have I yet to play.

Happy audience fail not to see,

On my grand stage, the shining day!



Though now my face bears scars of time

And my wounded smiles at times conceal

My sun-lit pages of joyous rhyme

That made my listeners’ spirits heal,

The impact of my powerful plays

Somehow have not at all subsided

And new works fill my busy days,

That by joy and sorrow are divided.



Now every curtain must finally fall

And the noblest of souls must one day die,

But I’ll always hear the bugle call

That beckons me once more to try.
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