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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Masquerade
(think of this one as Led Zeppelin-ish) I met a girl out there She was lookin' pretty cool She told me she loved me Then played me for a fool~ I met a woman out there Six days from yesterday She told me she knew me Then turned and ran away~ I met a lover out there She was feelin' pretty good She told me she missed me Then left me where I stood~ I met a memory out there In the meadow where we played She raised her hand in farewell Then silently faded away~ raw || truth |