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“Drum Major, is your band ready?”  A booming voice said over the intercom of the stadium, I turn around on my conducting ladder, facing the judges and the crowd, and out of me shouts the words,
Tell me a secret. Something no one knows. Tell me a secret, And I’ll tell you mine too. We’ll pretend we don’t know how to use them against us.
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