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The MuleI asked the mule just yesterday / Whether he ever envies the bay / Who burrows her soft, brown nose in the oats
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ThievesEyes closed, counting the careful sheep / Bounding over broken fences breathlessly, / Tired and unused to tripping over traps
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WordsWords / Are the bridges between bodies / Piled atop pillars of patience and pain
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I Am Not Broken AnymoreI am not broken anymore. / I am not the shadow / Waiting for the body
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PlayingMy father used to say / *Only the special ones succeed* / So I sang the loudest
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On Contemplating DaydreamsIn my head / I imagine the future to be / Lipsticks lined on a marble counter
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Hallmark ValentineI keep flashing to / Candlelit quarters and / Cramped pockets of privacy
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Gene KellyIf I remade a man / From bone and blood / It would be Gene Kelly,
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StrangersWe are strangers, yet you are mine / As I am yours, in memory of mind, / And as we converse your eyes are full
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To Those I've Lost Along the WayIf I’m being / Completely honest / The days sometimes feel like years
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