I am simple minded and free

When left to imagine a fantasy

Cross my world with reality

Decidedly life will script a tragedy

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I might drift a cloud toward harmony

Knowing well the showered frivolity

Awaits such cavernous society

Careful in characteristic accuracy

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Yet when can, when will, a decree

Upon justice ever realize travesty

Has already sentenced an oddity,

Weathered inside mysterious fallacy

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I cannot yet determine a crossing sea

Bestow sweet waves aglow may I see.