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| Zeta. Lost child. Bright face In the crowd! Giddy, Big town. The rain; Cool shroud. Station; One sound; A train Inbound. Can't hold on to forever! Insipid minds stand together. It's just a time for this child To slow down from being wild! Better For a while. Disgrace In style. Sultry, In time. Forever Is a lie. Zeta, Don't frown! Remember, You're a clown! Gold and bright was the vision. Pungent green is the smell. Broken lines in charcoal; Brave red lips paint a smile. |
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