Sometimes in a dark movie theater…

I see the flashes of light across my face..

The popcorn butter hitting my nose.

The salt and the sweet of the moment.

The whispers and secrets that are hidden in the shadows..

The quiet that is heard in between the shouts and long looks..

The hope that lines each seen..

Of hope and love

Of pain and strength

The place where all of the necessary words are spoken.

The place where dreams come true and heroes win.

The place where tears are welcomed.

That quiet two hours projecting the truth.

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