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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Ignorance in bliss, bliss in Ignorance

I once knew nothing
But sweet dreams
Of my other self
My happy, free, healthy self
Children dance in pretty flowered dresses
Carrying roses
So sweet...
With thorns that cut tender, soft hands
They dance on a battlefield
Where their fathers fought
For reasons unremembered
Lives as slaves
In a free land
That is anything but
The north-star to nowhere

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