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Even as a lad he was bound and determined
To see his name in lights brighter than the sun
Candle captivated, like a moth to a flame
His longing was to create, not just bask in fame

Many were the hands that tried to hold him down
Who told him, “Conform!” called him fatuous clown
But though the comments stung like nettles in his soul
Would not be subdued by bunch of hate filled trolls

He labored, he sweated, he doubted his self-worth
But the muse inside refused to succumb to stillbirth
Fortune told him, “Bide your time as you nurture your dream.
Be patient and brave and hard work you’ll redeem.”

As the years piled up he began to despair
His dream it still burned brightly, felt he was going nowhere
Found a soulmate who greatly reduced his burden
But still he longed for life by proscenium curtain

He wasn’t just a dreamer, had a master plan
Sent out work and resumes said, “Look at who I am!”
He got a little nibble out in California
And quicker than a punch line he flew out that way

What he had to offer was what they were looking for
And with his signed contract, had his foot in the door
His name ain’t Cedric but he’s an entertainer
Living in La-La Land’s like finding perfect pearl

All is not a bed of roses in land of Rose Bowl
Lot of competition, along with sweat and toil
But he’s on the left coast where every day’s a dream
Life may still lack tranquility but he’s found his place supreme

Even as a lad he was bound and determined
To see his name in lights brighter than the sun
Candle captivated, like a moth to a flame
His longing was to create, not just bask in fame

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