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Mar 2020
Twisted illusions of what I became
Reality becoming one and the same
Dancing and turning as a good puppet does
Rewarded with love, or at least told that I was.
Cast aside and replaced
When I danced with no strings
Lonliness I guess, is all freedom brings
All the dancing I did was instantly erased,
Distorted reality, instead took its place
Written by
Peggy
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     Carla, --- and Faizel Farzee
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