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vision of a lady



But you are a


Little girl


And the rain


And you on the street

And the princess

Riding in the king ' s  carriage


Amid the paupers and thieves

""


/  (.     (.   \

We pretend we don't know for a little while

( until it's too late )

We feel so safe in raw helplessness

)(

Amid imposed images

Falsely called

Reality

•


a poet oftimes appears

To paint a picture of pure truth

For you

And asks

If you would live here

///

( statues crumble we appear )

//

Masks fall off

)(

It all fels like a

Special Place

::

And that it's a Real Thing

to

Just Be Here




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