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To My Arms/Restore

What a joy and a privilege it is
To stand upon a stage
And sing with an orchestra
And 100 other voices
With lithe dancers making their own kind of music
Twirling and pulsing and moving through the space
I still get a thrill
When the curtain opens
And the audience is revealed
And we get to put into practice
The notes and rhythms and dynamics
That we have been practicing for weeks
The thrilling exchange of energy
Theatre magic
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