Last Call

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Her voice metallic
Lends an ethereal sheen
To the reel of names

A crowded platform
Yet empty
Of life

My name
An electric jolt
I join the others

Whimpers become wails
We fight acceptance
Before silence

As light dims
So do we
Exit

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