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Jul 2012
Dinosaur angels roamed the green sky
Never looking to the blue earth above
They were put in their place
Never made a mistake
But were exterminated just the same

I know how it feels to be rare and unwanted
Everything you touch gets cuts up
You’re the humble, grotesque beast
And the world is your china shop

The human race sticks together
Hard to feel sympathy for anything else-
Even for something it created
A ******* chased by neighborhood watch

The ghost in the lens is squirming
A live insect trapped in amber
A dinosaur in a museum
An angel in a cloud
Lucy Tonic
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