Early mornin dream of a prayer
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SHE
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I seek the blind man from the long ago street

Who held my hand
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I remember the billy club policeman's face

And you too were there
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DESPAIR!

An invented state that does not contain
Even one ounce of real emotion
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We the lovers prowl the night
By the millions and billions below the stars

But we never see eachother there!

How is THIS even possible?
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The prayer gets twisted into a SCREAM

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SHE

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Yes I LOVE you
As you know
.
We'll meet for certain if you want

We'll make the impossible a reality

We'll make eachother ---REAL PEOPLE

REAL PEOPLE REAL PEOPLE

not just puppet-like Pinocchios!