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If I was a place
i just need to go inside
any place I can hide
and be in the water’s tide
tonight.
so where are all the places
all filled with graces
encompassed with paces
empty foot spaces
along lily pad’s laces
where the water’s edge takes us.
Inside this great vase
a lily pad’s lace
Is the place to go
that is below
where secrecy tows
in the bubbles that blow
as we swim,
into the sold out show
which never ends,
and still can’t bend
wont educate me away.
The only place I have for I
is up there in those skies
Day and night
I dream to fly
living in the starry eyes.
