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Sep 30
‘Does the puppet boy ask
for his strings?’
The way a butterfly
beats their wings;
against the glass
of the past
just another member
of the cast
for the play
That is life.

“If all the worlds a stage,
then I shall play my part”
But that stage
portrays such
twisted
wicked displays
of our
  sin.
Loaded poem this one is, huh?
Lena
Written by
Lena  15/Gender Fluid/Blaine, MN
(15/Gender Fluid/Blaine, MN)   
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